Inquisition - the emperor doing absurd things

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Brother, nine years old, is an insightful students. He willing and able to put into writing the things happening around us, and in the course assignments will add their own views and feelings in, and the parents also encouraged him to do so. However, he has recently encountered in the exercises in a more serious problem, namely, to speak bluntly and convoluted issue. Originally, a year-old child should not be involved in such a serious problem,[link widoczny dla zalogowanych], but he will remember the contents of the week locked in their own class times corporal punishment (corporal punishment were not included younger brother) on this sensitive matter ,[link widoczny dla zalogowanych], and parents will see this week taking into account the mind of the teacher's feelings and situation of his future, he suggested that he take a hike thread of her conversation, replace the contents of writing, which aggravated the problem. The following is the younger brother of the original composition -
on Wednesday, X teacher Said massage is actually a disguised form of corporal punishment, This X teacher to do so is a violation of the law.
my words, perhaps it is the voice of the whole class,[link widoczny dla zalogowanych]!
stand point of social and sister, I especially appreciate his courage and profound, especially admire him However, on the other hand,[link widoczny dla zalogowanych], I have to admit that the teacher if you see this article will surely be his However, no one can red mouth and white teeth to tell him what this article will give him and tell him not what people can freely blunt, telling others not everything outspoken. The face of a child, we really can not speak.
promote moral education in this era, on the one hand the up and not let the child write an essay that he really wanted to write to the teacher in order to avoid Rewritten in the interpretation of the reasons for the child, we have to say,
I do not know whether the children suffered violence education to understand things so much complexity, he (she) had the enthusiasm for the critical sense of justice will not be suppressed or even completely drained; his (her) in silence and After avoiding several, will become against their will, learn both ways; he (she) will gradually become cold and began to pursue views of parents know little the teacher has overstepped the boundaries of morality, are aware of these compositions should be preached. However, you do not dare come to it, because this is not the West,[link widoczny dla zalogowanych], some people just can not complete at some point vehemently.
a result, also revealed in the difference between the Western educational thought. Thoughts on Education in China is feared increases respect, that the child afraid of the teacher, and afraid of their own that too far, too far to do after the teacher in the exclusion of subjective and objective; the Western idea of equality of educational unsupervised, that children and Respect the teacher, but the teacher can not only criticized the education students, the teacher can point out the error. Unfortunately, they did not do in the current China, because China's educational model is still the
When a child because the students were fighting with the other being his own teacher, after kicking off in the office, sixty percent of Chinese parents are choosing silence and tell their children the first bird. Who he (she) is a teacher too! we have to follow him (her) to study it! teacher,[link widoczny dla zalogowanych], let him (her) off! The former is a gag in the plug, which is the basis for rights. Herein the gap, how a mistake Zile. Previous: Next curved Literature: Reading Notes: Inquisition - the emperor doing absurd things (7)

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The driver clambered into his seat, clicked his tongue, and we went downhill. The brake squeaked horribly from time to time. At the foot he eased off the noisy mechanism and said, turning half round on his box--
"We shall see some more of them by-and-by."
"More idiots? How many of them are there, then?" I asked.
"There's four of them--children of a farmer near Ploumar here. . . . The parents are dead now," he added, after a while. "The grandmother lives on the farm. In the daytime they knock about on this road, and they come home at dusk along with the cattle. . . . It's a good farm."
We saw the other two: a boy and a girl, as the driver said. They were dressed exactly alike, in shapeless garments with petticoat-like skirts. The imperfect thing that lived within them moved those beings to howl at us from the top of the bank, where they sprawled amongst the tough stalks of furze. Their cropped black heads stuck out from the bright yellow wall of countless small blossoms. The faces were purple with the strain of yelling; the voices sounded blank and cracked like a mechanical imitation of old people's voices; and suddenly ceased when we turned into a lane.
I saw them many times in my wandering about the country. They lived on that road, drifting along its length here and there, according to the inexplicable impulses of their monstrous darkness. They were an offence to the sunshine, a reproach to empty heaven, a blight on the concentrated and purposeful vigour of the wild landscape. In time the story of their parents shaped itself before me out of the listless answers to my questions, out of the indifferent words heard in wayside inns or on the very road those idiots haunted. Some of it was told by an emaciated and sceptical old fellow with a tremendous whip, while we trudged together over the sands by the side of a two-wheeled cart loaded with dripping seaweed. Then at other times other people confirmed and completed the story: till it stood at last before me, a tale formidable and simple, as they always are, those disclosures of obscure trials endured by ignorant hearts.