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Today we have this:

 

李家同：十二年國教會讓學生懶散不讀書

2012-06作者：楊鎮宇

總統府資政李家同今天到台北教育大學演講，談他對十二年國教的疑慮。他反對現行十二年國教政策，認為如何提升後段班學生的程度才是關鍵。他表示：「說出來不怕大家罵，我希望維持一年兩次的基測。」

這場演講獲得高規格接待，台北教育大學校長林新發親自出席致詞，到場採訪媒體近二十家，會場架著十三台攝影機。會場外教改總體檢論壇表示近日發起的反對十二 年國教連署人數已達七千人，李家同也是連署人之一。他們高喊「官員可以下台、孩子不能重來」，當記者詢問其訴求時，連署發起人王立昇表示：「等下聽李家同 教授演講就知道。」

李家同認為十二年國教應強迫學生繼續就讀高中職，而不是強調免試入學，「這將讓多數學生懶散下來，不唸書了，國家競爭 力 也將下滑」。他更直言，免試入學方式不公平，對弱勢也不利，加考英聽對家中沒電腦、網路的學生，「要如何利用網站練習英聽？」獎懲紀錄作為入學比試項目， 「難道一個小孩在小的時候犯了一些錯，高中就不該接受他嗎？」至於志願服務項目，「內向的孩子不愛參加社團、當志工，有什麼不對？」

十二年國教的入學方式，會考成績只分三等，就算加上各種比序項目，多數孩子還是有可能同分。李家同認為這時若採抽籤，將引起大災難，他更擔心「如果真的抽籤入學，恐怕會變成全世界性的大笑話。」

若真的推動十二年國教，高中收的學生程度將不一，李家同擔憂在班上程度不好的學生將被放棄。他指出目前國中採用常態編班，很多不夠聰明的學生，在上課時鴨子聽雷，被老師放棄，也放棄自己，他憂心忡忡說：「我們還要將這種不幸的現象延長到高中嗎？」

 

http://www.parenting.com.tw/article/article.action?id=5033699 親子天下

 

And we have this:

 

贊成十二年國教　蔡英文：每天考試　是大人對不起孩子

蔡英文說，學生在成長過程中不該有太多考試。

(ETtoday - 2012年06月14日 22:28)

 

政治中心／綜合報導

前民主進步黨主席蔡英文，14日晚間在中正大學舉辦「年輕人的課題與挑戰」專題講座，並表示她很贊成十二年國民基本教育。蔡英文說，學生在成長過程中不該有太多考試，若每天都要考試，那是大人對不起孩子的地方。

蔡英文表示，很多人準備投入市場，但台灣經濟需求變少，現在面臨的是供過於求的經濟，台灣經濟出口看起來像在發展，其實一半的經濟生產在國外。她說，人力市場已面臨扭曲，在工作不足情況下，有工作卻不符期待，讓更多求職者找不到工作。

蔡英文說，早期只要書唸好就找得到好工作，有穩定生活，現在年輕人要找一個能待30、40年的工作不容易，若沒因時間演進提升自己的技術，就可能失業，生活壓力較大。

http://www.ettoday.net/news/20120614/58671.htm

 

If you're interested in what I have to say, I'll tell you the one and only fact that nobody can deny. These cabinet officials have always demonstrated good intent to carry on whatever procedures to ameliorate education quality, a 12-year compulsory education this time. But then every official is well-intentioned - or must pretend to be. And the country has to move in a certain direction or it stops. And revolutionary steps has to be taken in practically all fields of society measures. While people are showing their urges to make their statement - while I'm also trying to make mine, only that I make very little or literally zero point - I heard the sound of shattered glass, falling, scattering pieces all over the floor.

 

That's our education, seriously problematic, with all hope in vain.

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packed -
with a bit more than just flesh-and-bone,
heading towards the unknown realm of this hazy world;
uncertain of what is lying ahead,
but somehow all set -
to molt
into a ready pen
seven years after the virgin millennium.

Meiling - just as many others of my colleagues, Dad, and probably more among my acquaintances have all gone down south for the major event, whilst I, alone, having my usual bowl of oatmeal for brunch, dressing sloppy and feeling sluggish.
So much for a tomb sweeping day...
The last time as I recalled to have gone to an occasion alike traced at least 15 years back. Jiayi (where my folks rooted) used to be my cognitive tiny world's only perceivable end/paradise. The north-to-south journey took up a hell of 3.5 hours drive to finish (small trunk vs. big world). After the hard trudge (though the whole time I did not even leave the back seat to P) I sobered up at the sight of a familiar interchange (yes this is IT!) singing 「I'm In Heaven.」 (Yes of course I did not know the song at such an early stage of my life, but trust me on this that I WOULD have sung it if I had known it.) And the vacation began thereafter.
Out the windowpane through my binocular (yes I enjoy peeping) seen a mountain of people (again, this is an expression; I mean there are people, dotting here and there) over the slope covered with oriental-styled tombs. Year after another the 5th of April remains the day always possessing an invisible power to beckon descendants of the buried ones to come back, wherever they reside. Smoke curls upwards into the air, some veiling the gravestones, scenting the hillside with an ambiance of something far-gone and would never return. This burial ground will soon be replaced by a product of modern civilisation of the Taipei metropolis, probably a compound of a sports ground and a park. I doubt if I would miss the old cemetery.
*The occident way of tombstone making would have the upper-class letters "R.I.P." carved across. Although commonly known as the abbreviation for "Rest In Peace," they are from Latin, "Requiescat/Requiescant In Pace," to be accurate.
*A supernatural occurrence on a festival for the supernatural:
I keep my Collins Cobuild Edition at the foot of my bookcase these days for easy access. I would leave it open at the page I look up the last vocabulary. A minute before starting this blog entry, I flipped the dictionary to double-check another word that I now cannot think of what. The first word flashed in sight was R.I.P. I tried several times repeating the shut-and-open process around the R section of the dictionary. Apparently it does not work for a second time.

I should invite friends over more often, so as to help clear out this terrible yet intimate little private chaotic space of mine.

This a-bit-belated review of my producitve Hokkaido trip is previously detained by the limited upload quota of msn space. I wasn't prepared to have my photos published before done with subtiling description.
I was back in Taipei three weeks ago, 21 days to be exact. I planned the entire itinerary all on my own (and still feel like bragging about it even the trip's already over) and it took me a solid 30, 40 days or so to make sure everything was about on track before leaving. The trip itself is ever so gratifying and we truly enjoyed and favored the Japanese way of dealing with things, such as setting a train schedule as narrow as an arrival and departure time of 07:53 (and those trains indeed perfected my impression by meeting with this accuracy) or dressing up their bungalows with adorable toy figures and lovely flowers and plants of all varieties without being regulated to do so. Well, Taiwan is way behind, in most aspects as a matter of fact. I'm quite ashamed to admit that.
I need time to sort out my disorganized digital albums from this six-day trip so that I could share some of my favorites with you people. We took about 700 pictures this time and the number should have at least doubled, but the transmission line of one of our cameras was left behind by accident, which left us with finite storage for pictures. Pity.
More on my subtitles after the first of August. Not only because it's an exceptional day of importance, but the space has locked my free entry until a new month begins.

Should I take it?
Can I help it?
Must I stand it?
Do I have to put up with it?
Would I change it?
Will I flare up?
Need I grumble?
Dare I speak for myself?

We're just a poor bunch of underdogs working our heads off and paying taxes for a bunch of government exploiters.
(My afterthought over the tax season, and the ceaseless bombardment from a partial mass media reporting stories of our imperial family.)

We teachers don't get many chances to have rests like this, and Labor Day certainly falls way beyond us. The only bit of benefit we gain from all these drudging days is two major vacations that are coming short. I came home on leave today with the help of my dreadful cold. I supposed I've used up my antibodies quota last week by having insufficient sleep for just about a fortnight. Once it started, it all came straight down to this tragical end in sight. I shouldn't have afflicted my flesh for my wicked soul. This does go against my philosophy of staying healthy and living long.
Need change.

One forty-something net-user's been organizing low-carb diets and sharing her recipes online for some time. This suddenly-slimmer Linda worked her plan both on herself and her obese husband, transforming two puffy marshmallow candies into bony/crunchy-but-healthy, fat-free pretzels. It was my intention starting-off to become a pretzel since I began my own dieting project last Oct - not just to rid of superfluous grease, also to avoid any possible illness and on top of everything else, to come off sound and slender. The thought obsessed me as though skeleton-like looks is the classic and one and only worthful vogue of the time. Gradually yet some realization sank in, that a living fresh-and-blood could never dry off living, and most importantly, do so without steamed buns, biscuits, pastries, granary bread, bagels, baguettes, cheese, donuts, scones, and the list goes on and on and on (and still onward going even while you're asleep). And thus Linda's Low Carb recipes now's a total FYI appendix to my middle-high level carb daily diets. Veggies and fruits are still keys to the peak experience of getting healthy and svelte. So friends, count your calories on a daily basis, and make sure you live long, like I will.