bond.....rakhi bond

Dedicated to Phani anna.....

happy bday akkeeeeeeeeee

may be i dint know her from the day 1 she's born...but she knows me from the moment i was born.
she is altime young n ever dynamic.
She's motivated me and made me.
she brought me up and educated me.
she has grown me up and developed me.
she's my baby sis....swats.
it's her b'day today...and am missing her very very badly.
hoping that she's having a grt bday blast and wishing loads of fun and joy.
Dearest akkeeeeeee happy bday....
love u loads
hugs n kissess
chellleeeee

simply complicated

to be simple is so complicated n difficult n to b complicated is so very simple.

i've realized this long back n experienced it lately.

u know wot happened.....
I was holding my anger n frustration for a longtime, kept my cool n tried hard to be simple...it was very complicated.
I lost my temper in just a second...i made things very complicated so easily. it was very simple.
I want to have peaceful relations n conversations, it is simple theoretically, practically it is very very complicated, yet I made t possible. consequences are peaceful. am mentally happy.
At times, I try to be very harsh n strict, it is very complicated, practically it is difficult, yet i made it possible. consequences are so disgusting. am mentally agitated.

My work is so complicated, involved with risk. yet i make it simple n possible. but somewer in the corners of my brain n heart it pains me badly,,,there is pressure from inside n out.

I feel like screaming my life out....

i wanna
learn kick boxing/ dance/ swimming...to exhaust my energy...
to lie down on the floor like a dead body for a long time....to be off from the world,
to run run run.....tun away from all those who n what are following me and sucking my energy n spirit off...
to bang and break things and show my heights of frustration n anger...

i wanna do all the above ________ things because wen i'm simple n wen i'm being myself, ppl misunderstand me n piss me off. i just hate it and hate them and hate myself.

i wanna see my future in some magic tv/ sth n know my life is gonna b always like dis or wot, n to c if some ppl change or not, to see wot is going to happen.

am i losing patience? or i've just lost some energy/ my spirit completely vanished? wot the F is happening?

is life really a Bitch??

my prayers...

one but fun

(a very lengthy post...get energy b4 u start to read)
he's the only one as of now and he's already my world. he makes me so happy and he's just awesome.
heya...am talking about my new special student. he's a 10 year old boy (dont want to reveal his condition, sorry).
my job though hectic n exhausting it's very exciting is full of fun. u c am with kids all the time and dat too spl kids. i'd like to share one those few funny incidents dat i come across almost evryday and evry minute with my student.
just go through the convo between me and my student. I'm naming him as M.

sans: Gudmorning M
M: gudmorning ma'am.
sans: how r u?
M: i'm fine thanq.
sans: so r u all set n ready for the day, and all new games and fun?
M: ya!
sans: oh great! then, shall we start?
M: ya!
sans: well, shall we start with yoga?
M: ya!
sans: alright, come. lets's practice yoga here.
M: ya!
(sans and M practice yoga and movement for 20 mins)
sans: are you feeling better now?
M: ya!
sans: ok baby! Shal we learn to write your name, now?
M: ya!
sans: good. now tell me the spelling.
M: ya!
sans: (after a minute)tell!
M: ya!
sans: ohh ook..then you forgot the spelling?
M: ya!
sans: shall i give you a clue?
M: ya!
sans: ok the clue is your name starts with M. now try to spell your name.
M: ya!
sans: :O, u dunno?
M: ya! :)
sans: :O :O
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wot is the conclusion? wot interpretations??
have a look at another convo.
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sans: awe!. till now 've learnt to read and write your name. great. shall we now do some coloring?
M: ya!
sans: don't answer me 'ya' for everything. answer in full sentences/ atleast say yes ma'am. ok?
M: yes ma'am.
sans: (huh, thank god.) get your drawingbook, and colouring set.
M: yes ma'am. (goes and gets his colouring set n drawing set)
sans: shal we draw and color a car?
M: y?
sans: because u like cars! so.
M: y?
sans: u tell me y do u like cars?
M: y?
sans: :O oh gosh! am asking u a Q, u have to answer me,...in sentence.
M:y?
sans: M! do u understand english? or u wont me to talk to u in telugu/...?
M:y?
sans: don't u know y?
M: y?
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wot is the conclusion? wot interpretations??
have a look at another convo.
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sans: great drawings. nice cars, nice fruits,everything is nice. now color them.what color r u planing?
M: yellow.
sans: great! start colouring.
M: ya!
sans: hmm yellow car. wot about the fruits?
M: yellow!
sans: again yellow?
M: ya!
sans: y again yellow?
M: ya!
sans: what is the colour of an apple?
M: red!
sans: awesome! u know wer red is?
M:  ya!
sans: show me.
M: ya! (shows)
sans: wooo. den take it and colour the apple with red.
M: y?
sans: because apples are usually red in color or else green.
M: y?
sans: :O
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wot is the conclusion? wot interpretations??
one day his mum came to skool to c her child performing. the convo between mum n son is as follows.
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mum:M!
M: amma!
mum: how r u. (ususally in telugu/ kannada)
M: i'm fine.
mum: how's the skool?
M: y?
mum: :O ??? (confused). is ur teacher beating u?
M: ya!
sans: (shocked with his reply( forgot his problem)) :O
mum: she beats u hard?
M: ya!
sans: (almost fainted)
mum: are you joking?
M:ya!
mum: are you speaking the truth?
M: ya!
mum: oh my god. u r saying 'ya!' for everything?
M: y?
mum: what?
M: y?
mum: :O (turns to sans :P )
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so our conversations are usually like dat. because i've started speech therapy, now he talks in 4-5 word sentences depending upon the mood.
but i never get pissed off with the conversations/ his doubts/ replies. i answer most of his "y's " with great patience.
in a day out of 100 replies 90 will be either 'ya! / y?'.
and his mum has cum to know abt this recently and i've requested her to ask Q's in which he has no scope to say ya!
after inquiring the hostel warden and his peers ...it is understood that this is child is fascinated with the way an american english teacher (here in the boys hostel )says 'ya!' over the fone and in direct talks/ convo's with ppl.
so M immitates his ya! he likes the way he says ya! and he likes to say ya! for woteva Q being asked.
lols...i was almost dead withe the way he used the word 'ya' with his mum i the above mentioned convo.

so everything with him and me at my workplace is enjoyable. after working with him restlessly...i dont really feel restless.

he's just 1 for me and am just 1 spl educator for him...but together v have loads of fun.

my spl ed lab....my establishment...












 number wall, dart board (for eye-hand co-ordination)









white board, tiger, names (my student's his dad's and mum's) on the chart are smudged, magic colors, alphabet chart, line patterns chart. the child sits on a mat (on the floor) and writes on the charts(-set according to his siting ht )..his wish of writing on the wall will b fulfilled...\m/





 counting leaves on a plant....as he learns more numbers... the plant grows..with more leaves











chalk painting on the floor













blind-fold used as a punishment tool and also for playing various games.


his free-hand drawings. he's gonna rock as he grows up....





















2,3,5 reversals remedy by psychomotor training using painting technique.











he made these clay models with my help. just single instruction and verbal prompts. he's just amazing.










look at the boy standing beside the tree....it's him near the swimming pool it seems. outstanding imagination and expression. also u can see, a bird, flower, and a house n his cycle and car.













M...counting the beads and checking his answers. self monitoring.









joining dots ...for improving handwriting, better eye-hand co-ordination,etc etc







look at the way he filled the colors...a spl child and his talent in coloring with in the pic..woo. leaf with crayon and grapes with sketch pen. i wrote the comments and observations with pen...for my record work.



more next
hope u enjoyed.
cya.

NEW's'

the NEW's' is sans NEW Student is such a lovely choco pie. he's started showing improvement already...woooo it's been just 15 days dat we've started working together..n he's brought my name into the limelight in the school. ppl here gimme feedbak abt his bhvr n wot not.. yuhoo. i'm lovin it.

but from my past experiences...i'll see to it dat 1)am not gonna have emotional attachment with dat child so that both the children are not hurt later in the future. 2) he doesn't get dependency on me. 3) maintain confidentiality 4) b very professional.

n may b dats d reason y the progress in my student is so effective n so quick. i'll have to try to keep it up.
significantly visible improvements n changes in my student are......
isshhh am not gonna reveal them here...gottu  maintain some kinda confidentiality.....

\m/

more next.
keep blogging.
cya...

Dance n a Chance


Dance is an art. Dance is also an interest and it's a kind of 'drive'. I wanna learn to dance. Dance is instinctive at times. It comes from within when we are extremely happy...yeah?? I'm easily susceptible to dance. I know am not good in dancing but wheneva I dance, I do it whole heartedly and I enjoy thoroughly each n every movement n step.
But now, I desperately want to learn to dance in a systematic and in a meaningful way. I believe just like yoga and music I can use dance for a noble purpose. I want to include dance and movement in special education a part of curative education.  dance has it's own therapeutic values, especially our own Indian classical dance. I'm looking fwd to meet a person who has studied dance for quite sometime and has adequate knowledge about various dances. 
I know that dance can't be learned so easily, it's a kind of blessing and can be attained only if we truely dedicate ourselves...body, mind and spirit towards it. I think it's like getting attached with the divinity. It appears to be a service and an offering to the god and spirituality. It must be giving some kind of unexplainable pleasure, happiness and satisfaction when danced by forgetting ourselves. I want to enjoy such mo(ve) ments. 
Dance is a kind of communication. In one of my previous posts I've talked about Indian and American sign languages. Just like that Dance also a kind of language. I want to learn those mudras and their meanings in depth. I want to communicate with my peers and special kids in a special way. Though it's funny and weird for some ppl, it is very very meaningful and sacred for me. I've respect for all kinds of dances since they bring about some kind of joy and act like a stress-buster to the dancer as well as the spectator. 
When I start my special school I'll definitely include dance as a compulsive curative education. If I'm lucky and try my best, I'd love to meet this beautiful experimental dancer and take some tips and follow them whenever and wherever required.

Happy dancing....
Sans