It is more likely that the first autumn edition of City Magazine is flying through the air somewhere right now in the shape of a plane, as if a little upstart, who preferred to add a new cover to a torn sheet, read a line or two to practice reading when called in front of the board for assessment.
However, the red thread of this edition is extremely interesting, especially for those parents who find it hard to believe that most grandparents agree that a punishment stick for the sole purpose of warning could stand in the corner of classrooms, even if it collects dust. this time I will not focus on her in the editorial.
I will trust you that it was not nearly the way it is today that the teacher(s) would come first picked up smartphones and tablets ... Then there would be a reading of the rights by the class teacher and acceptance of the wishes of the seating order, and then the first school hour would begin. Let me relive that we used to have unwritten duties instead of rights, the seating order was determined in advance, and only first graders were given the privilege of wishes. Of course, the two apparent enemies became best friends by the end of the school year, even though at first there were papers flying, snot blowing and, of course, a line drawn exactly down the middle of the table and if you crossed the boundary line, your neighbor's elbow followed in your ribs and vice versa. But it was survivable. I think it's much worse now when you see yourself somewhere Youtube or Facebook in what a strange position.
Sometimes his history professor too you didn't exactly see him holding a sign at the demonstrations on TV "Down with the new school system, down with the government and ministers!", and we didn't have security guards either, speaking hours didn't take place via Skype, and the class teacher didn't send descriptions of unpleasant children's mishaps to parents by e-mail. We had a note for such matters. Anyway, the walls of the school corridors and classrooms whisper that every year on the first of September, children's voices repeat over and over again, their owners, at least on that first day for the first few hours, are well-groomed, in new clothes, wearing slippers without holes, notebooks are still beautiful without ears wrapped, pencils sharpened, smiles still big and eyes sparkling. And now countless City planes are already flying, while the exchange of pictures of the players who will represent the colors of their countries at the European basketball championship is taking place.
#169 City Magazine - FROM 2 TO 23 SEPTEMBER 2013 by City Magazine
