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domingo, 5 de outubro de 2008

Nacos de prosa (3)

You’re on your own in the classroom, one man or woman facing five classes everyday, five classes of teenagers. One unit of energy against one hundred and seventy-five units of energy, one hundred and seventy-five ticking bombs, and you have to find ways of saving your own life. They may like you, they may even love you, but they are young and it is the business of the young to push the old off the planet.


Frank McCourt, Teacher Man.

no Dia Internacional do Professor

3 comentários:

  1. Safa... visto por esta perspectiva... espinafres? prozac?... talvez uma dose enorme de bom senso... ;-)

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  2. "to push off" .. ;) assistimos a isto todos os dias Querida Leonor .. ;)
    Depois do contributo fabuloso que deixou à laia de comentário lá pelo meu canto, só lhe posso dizer: Keep pulling *

    Beijinho e boa semana :)

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  3. Bom senso, muita paciência e afecto, Mike :-)

    I'll try, Once... :)

    Beijinhos aos dois.

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