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In: The Educator CEL For teachers review> Summary October 1962 Read Full number pdf Freinet Free text «free» Club Sound Library Modern School Regulations · Correspondence in small school- screwdriver the practice of free text scientific work teaching Science at CEG Life ICEM The practice of free text The Freinet> Print
In: The Educator CEL For teachers review Movements> Freinet movement> publication (s) December 1965 http://www.icem-freinet.fr/archives/educ/65-66/5/18.pdf
In: The Educator CEL For teachers reviewed December 1965 Last year at the beginning of the year, I was drawn to me a very strict plan for the series of articles that I wanted to insert in this section of The share of master. I intended to examine each subject taught in the light of trial and error and learn, without any concession, any conclusions that would be imposed. And I felt clearly, in advance, that we should conduct a general upheaval programs. I was getting on that ship with bread on the board for at least ten years. And nothing, you think! could make me deviate from a line just as. And now, at the end of the year, I’m about to burn my ship. In fact, I just received a newsletter in mathematics. It talks about a future modification of the primary school curriculum. On the other hand, I know for other disciplines, is also considering a aggiornamento. I do not know exactly what is in store. But it does not matter: the important thing is that we have dared to lay hands on the sacrum – holy old programs. In the new Corbillon, we’ll see what we put there. So he approaches the moment when one will prevent us more work. So, since the desert where we cried will populate oasis, we can pause. I’ll take the opportunity to take stock of my understandings of the past year. This Jurd ‘hui September 15, it is still the last year and it is not too late to take a look back. my homework .com
I have finally ! including several things of importance. And I take this topic with a strong pressure to say. I thought for a moment to stop writing because I believed create an imbalance detrimental to the movement, but now I see things better. Here also how I see them and even how I dream. The city Closing my eyes, I see a plain surrounded by mountains with unusual names and former training or very recent. At the center of this plain stretches a growing city. Who can say for what real reasons, we will turn to this city? What secret vocation, what unsatisfied thirst unutilized what tenderness, what desire for justice, what the sake of balance, what reasons of reason, what love of action, which call the heart and perhaps also what passion, what childish frustration, how old imbalance, what ancient stratification of the individual or of the human species has created the momentum of the individual for the better, for the realization of teachers in building young beings. But to reach this town, no national materialized four lanes, no highway – at least not yet. No, everyone has to find the goat trail, mule track or the winding road that leads there. For this is a city that is gained, that is deserved. And it takes many favorable circumstances, with a neighbor, a friend, a newspaper, a book for its existence was revealed. Patrick Faber Somehow my boyfriend Patrick Faber was revealed. I only know that one day, he got up and started running. But as soon as he crossed the last pass, frightened, he slowed down. What had he done? Do had he not strayed? Had he done well to leave? Because he knew what he had left and besides he hardly regretted, but he did not know what he would find. In these conditions, how not to be cautious? So when he approached the city, he made several in-time, carefully turn. He could not decide. Suddenly, resentment of what he had known up to that time the entire invades and exclaimed: «The die is cast. I have not come all this way for nothing. » And he crossed the door practice. Of course, if he moved intramural it was very near the exit; he could not commit definitively; he must be able to escape at the slightest alarm. But it happened that, in this neighborhood, people lived only in his likeness. It was mostly pragmatic. We were not here worry that practice. Hay all art, of any theory. It was green, the tree of reality! What good ideas, even if they are higher, if we can not put them into action! Staying at the idea stage, is to remain the way it is doing nothing, build nothing, achieve nothing. In this area, we could not bear to stop at words, reasoning, enthusiasms, tears or regrets. «We must live in the present.» «We need every thought is realized.» «Every word that is not fixed in act is a betrayal, dishonesty.» Such 
were the dominant ideas. These ideas were also easy because they spoke little. There were only fronts looked at the book and active hands. And the words spoken were few and always fully useful. We loved the physical sciences where iron remains iron and never becomes allegory. We worked for many, for the mass of workers so poor. It was for them, all these workshops, the manufacture and the setting in relentless and tenacious point of their tools. Patrice was happy. It was just that he sought. Able to act and think constantly improve. See, at the end of the effort, something ahead, something that is seen, something useful and that was lacking. And then work in teams, with brothers, is not it exciting? What if, moreover, there is something else. «It will be for others, this is enough good.» «Let’s do our job, without a ripple, without a flaw, taking care of every detail.» Everything was going to be definitely perfect. But unfortunately, one day, Patrice, who had launched headlong into the sewing room so that corresponded fully to his personality suddenly felt oddly crossed a concern. What happened to him? He understood nothing. By the time he was going to be fully integrated by the time he was going to flourish, without experiencing the anguish of not yet assimilated abroad, he felt the dull desire for something else. It was not nostalgia, you think. Oh ! no, that it was finished: nothing he had experienced only attracted him and he was pleased to have escaped.