Boys Brains and Girls Brains. Are They Different? Photo via Wikimedia Commons.
Many studies have found that both girls and boys take a different approach to learning. If you’re teaching a mixed class, here are just a few of the learning differences that could be worth taking into account in order to get the best out of your male and female pupils.
The difference between boy brains and girl brains
Understanding the best way to learn means looking into the brains of both genders. Whilst not always the case, women generally have a larger hippocampus that is better suited for writing and vocabulary, whilst men have bigger cerebral cortexes specialised to spatial and mechanical functioning.
Generally girls will develop their flair for writing and vocabulary before boys. Girls may learn better from written or vocal instructions as a result, whilst boys will often respond better to practical demonstrations.
View original post 364 more words
While Andy doesn’t like to be brushed, Dougy responds to nothing more than the brush on his ottoman. He hops up there to get a good brushing! Dougy love, love, loves being brushed!
Sometimes rendering a photo in black and white enhances it. On a sunny day, Andy (on the walker) and Dougy enjoy the open door, with its fresh breeze and the possibility of spotting birds in the fir, apple trees, or the bird bath.
Of course, when I try to take their photo doing these things, they become alert to my presence, turn around, and watch me. “What’s he up to? Getting ready to give us kitty treats?” Could be. Or maybe I just need something for the blog.
Andy suspects Doug is up to something. Doug is putting together things, and seems about to leave. “What’s up?”
Dougy picked up on it, too.
Water jugs??? The kitty boys are perplexed. There’s plenty of water in their fountain. What’s Doug up to?
The kitty boys run over to the door. Doug’s about to leave, and this always interests them! (Perhaps because they get to run amok and play kitty games, perhaps because they get to snoop on places they know they aren’t allowed to be….)
I left to place dahlias on the family graves. The jugs were to water the flowers at the cemetery
The kitty boys met my Mom (Jean Thomas) when they were kittens, and she worried about Dougy because he snooped all over the room she had at the care center. She was worried he would run away! I closed the door to contain him. He…
View original post 391 more words
Gently I fold my hands
dropping to my knees
Weeping for losses
Not my own this time
Losses of my neighbor elsewhere
Losses that hurt
Losses that weaken my knees
Losses that push me to that thought;
I say to my heavenly Father,
Help me to forgive
Help them to forgive
Help us to forgive again and again
Even when it hurts
With this simple prayer
Heal my heart again
Heal our hearts
Heal your people
Heal us all
For we cry through
simple words of
If we were having a beer, you would be moaning about having to drink alone for a couple of weeks.
“Look, I know you were at your mom’s funeral and stuff, but I don’t think you should miss two Saturdays in a row.”
“Sorry, the timing wasn’t my idea.”
“I wouldn’t have thought you’d want to travel two weeks in a row.”
“I didn’t have much choice.”
“Well, I get the funeral, but why did you turn around and go right out to Iowa?”
“We already had those reservations. Faith and I had been planning to visit my mom.”
“Oh, sorry. Still, you couldn’t change that?”
“Between schedules and fees, it wasn’t going to be easy.”
“I guess you’re right.”
“So, what did I miss?”
“Hey, welcome back Dan. You didn’t miss much. He wasn’t very thirsty.”
View original post 520 more words
Who will stand with God,
Of His righteousness be awed…
Who will stand
Defending this land,
As the Coptic Christians have trod?
If persecuted will you die,
willingly to poke Satan’s eye…
With their lives and praying,
God’s rewards are waiting on high.
STAND—be courageous yet,
Thy salvation don’t forget…
Christ paid for all–
Answer His call–
Rescue His little ones from death!
Why do you wait …for a sign?
March forward to the front line…
Not in your strength
You’ll go the length,
Your soul to your Savior consign.
We battle not with fleshly means,
Although by them our enemy weans…
Many off Christ
Till the lake of fire too many lean.
Stand firm in Christ alone,
Put off no armor at home…
Always be ready
Watchful and steady,
Till Christ has taken you Home!
View original post 11 more words
Travelling by road from Nagpur to 300km interior in the jungle, heading towards one of the project sites of my husband, seeing the trees, plants, beautiful patches of greenery, …gave birth to the poem. The Banyan tree was looking like the king of jungle and this beautiful yellow flowering tree ‘Golden Shower’ was simply gorgeous.
Does every love story has a happy ending, or someone sacrifices, or they claim to have a perfect understanding, or the external pressure of family and peers seperate them, or it’s euphoria…the endless ‘or’ becomes cacophony…well, it’s like asking…does an insomniac often need a soporific??
Hey, let my Banyan tree and Golden Shower tree lead rest of the conversation…
बरगद और अमलताश
बरगद के उस विशाल पेड़ के छत्रछावं पर था जिसका अधिकार,
थे वो कुछ छोटे पेड़, जिसे बरगद कहता था अपना परिवार,
हवा के झोंके, रिमझिम बारिश, कभी सूखे की मार,
View original post 267 more words