Charlotte Bronte Childhood
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JULY REVIEW GOOD 1. We received bountiful rainfall at the beginning of the month. 2. I received the third dose of the Covid vaccine. 3. I’m working on my teaching blog. 4. My friends, younger sister and her husband, and coaches helped me immensely when a bolt fell from the blue. 5. I bought some new clothes for outside wear after years. 6. I donated Mashi some of my old saris. BAD 1. I received a very rude shock. 2. I had flu, thankfully the result was Covid negative. 3. Our building continues to face a water shortage. #july2022, #july2022review, #covidvaccine, #monsoon2022, #teachingblog, #saridonation, #educationalworksheets, #boltfromtheblue, #gratitude, #t...
Charlotte Bronte Childhood · She was born in the village of Thornton in Yorkshire in England on April 21, 1816. · Reverend Patrick Bronte, her father, worked as a priest in the rural community. · Her mother Maria Bronte was an intellectual woman who could converse freely with her husband on many topics. · Charlotte with her parents and siblings shifted to Haworth surrounded by the sprawling Yorkshire moors when she was four years old. · Soon after, at a tender age, she lost her mother to cancer. · Charlotte, her sisters Emily and Anne, and brother Branw...
Village ride I relocated to Vasai when I was 29 years old, now I’m 45. At that time, I’d hear many people fondly refer to it as Vasai gaon [Vasai village]. It was greener then including the street where I reside now. A chorus of birds would be my natural alarm clock at dawn. There were many green fields in my neighbourhood Evershine City. Buildings started coming up. The street got crowded and more vehicles started plying. My town started being called Vasai-Virar city. My vaccination centre was in the neighbouring town Naigaon. Yesterday [22 July 2022], I took a rickety auto rickshaw ride to Ishaan Hospital which was the allocated hospital for this purpose. The road to this hospital which is still predominantly green and swampy is now being engulfed by the brick-and-mortar world. Mechanical cranes are busy gulping mud which is depleting the number of white feathery cranes scavenging for insects, snails, worms, reptiles, amphibians, crustaceans, fish, fruits, roots, g...
3 rd ! Your teacher received her third Covid vaccine today [22 July 2022]. I have an online forum for teaching. I’ve taught students offline as well. Some of the classes I took weren’t even walled rooms. They were in tents by the gutter. My students were children who were forced to beg by their parents. Outside the rain would pour, tiny fishes would swim in the sewer and bullocks would soak in the mud. I like offline classrooms more than online ones. UNICEF has tirelessly been campaigning to get the students back to school premises. Kids and teachers need to interact in the same room in physical form. Children should study in a classroom together instead of the camera zooming into their houses. Come lunch break, it’s important that they partake in meals and play together. A traditional school setup fosters social skills in kids. The internet cannot penetrate all houses because of the Digital Divide. Some families may not be able to afford to buy mobile phones, computers or ...
Treat disabled students normally · Please don’t perceive and address disabled students as ‘abnormal’ as they are as normal as able students. · Stop using offensive, outdated and politically incorrect disability lingo. · Don’t say that they suffer from a disability as it’s not a disease. · Never ask inquisitive questions about their disability. · Do not tell them that you know a god man or priest who’ll cure them. · They aren’t to be pitied or be promptly described as ‘inspirational’. · These children aren’t inferior to able kids but equal to them. · With the right guidance and inclusive classrooms, they can perform the best to their capabiliti...
Bengali Jolkhabar [breakfast and evening meal] Part 2 I was born and weaned in India. Grandma was shocked to discover that I had started to hate the same Indian food that I had once relished. She said, “You either have a Bengali breakfast or skip the meal.” One’s tummy gets used to a different diet and it’s hard to suddenly change. She didn’t understand that. She could have given me toast which I was used to eating. The only person in the house who in the early 1980s was allowed to have a Western breakfast was her husband and my grandfather. He was a retired engineer from the Indian army during the British Raj. He was obsessed with the bygone British way of life and how the military operated under them. They were very strict about timetables that included having your meals on time. He missed the intrinsic English breakfast which comprised of sausages, bacon, eggs, mushroom, fried potatoes, tomatoes, bread, pudding and tea. Our kitchen could hardly recreate this breakfast except...