This isn't a coincidence.
Every inference is dependent on knowledge specific to the language involved.
What fascinated me was the teaching recommendations that were made in this podcast.
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Announcing! The fabulous Samantha Dickinson will be speaking in the English Strand at TTR Connect on Saturday 14th March. Have you got your free ticket yet? Don't miss out! https://t.co/HEYBnQoXy7
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Excited to be speaking at this great event again this year. Really looking forward to hearing the other fantastic speakers. I’ll be talking about the opportunities and challenges of teaching poetry as part of our concept lead curriculum.
Announcing! The excellent @FlorencePope15 will be speaking at TTR Connect in the English Strand on Saturday 14th March. Have you got your free ticket yet? Don't miss out! https://t.co/FS7n9IsCRU
Had a thought today that will influence all my future writing - any critique here is as much a mea culpa as anything: There is just way too much of our discourse saying “YOU’RE DOING IT WRONG” alongside “TECHNIQUES ARE NOT ENOUGH; YOU NEED THE RIGHT SPIRIT”.. ..
The lyrics to Bruce Springsteen's new song "Streets of Minneapolis"
Through the winter’s ice and cold
Down Nicollet Avenue
A city aflame fought fire and ice
‘Neath an occupier’s boots
King Trump’s private army from the DHS
Guns belted to their coats
Came to Minneapolis to enforce the law
Or so their story goes
Against smoke and rubber bullets
By the dawn’s early light
Citizens stood for justice
Their voices ringing through the night
And there were bloody footprints
Where mercy should have stood
And two dead left to die on snow-filled streets
Alex Pretti and Renee Good
Oh our Minneapolis, I hear your voice
Singing through the bloody mist
We’ll take our stand for this land
And the stranger in our midst
Here in our home they killed and roamed
In the winter of ’26
We’ll remember the names of those who died
On the streets of Minneapolis
Trump’s federal thugs beat up on
His face and his chest
Then we heard the gunshots
And Alex Pretti lay in the snow, dead
Their claim was self defense, sir
Just don’t believe your eyes
It’s our blood and bones
And these whistles and phones
Against Miller and Noem’s dirty lies
Oh our Minneapolis, I hear your voice
Crying through the bloody mist
We’ll remember the names of those who died
On the streets of Minneapolis
Now they say they’re here to uphold the law
But they trample on our rights
If your skin is black or brown my friend
You can be questioned or deported on sight
In chants of ICE out now
Our city’s heart and soul persists
Through broken glass and bloody tears
On the streets of Minneapolis
Oh our Minneapolis, I hear your voice
Singing through the bloody mist
Here in our home they killed and roamed
In the winter of ’26
We’ll take our stand for this land
And the stranger in our midst
We’ll remember the names of those who died
On the streets of Minneapolis
We’ll remember the names of those who died
On the streets of Minneapolis
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In the most basic terms, reading lessons involve a mixture of reading text and responding to it (i.e. discussing text or producing written responses).
And I think that in many (if not most) primary schools the balance between these two things is *way* off.
A thread... 🪡
At one point in Frankenstein you're reading the story of a Turkish girl, told to a Frenchman, overheard by the monster, who's narrating it afterwards to Victor, who's recounting it to an English sea captain, who's writing it down in a letter to his sister