When to teach children the culture of behavior at the table?
  We all come from childhood, and our behavior at the table is a reflection of the habits of the parents. Nothing creates a person, as a daily, regular activities.…

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Prayer on the Board and love between husband and wife
  Oh great and all-praiseworthy Apostle and Evangelist John the Theologian, superstrike Christ, our warm zastupnik and fast in sorrow the existent pomoschniche! Pray the Lord God taravati us the…

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OUR CHILDREN THREATENS COMPUTER EPILEPSY

 

Five years ago Kotlas doctors, watching a television program about the harmful damage caused by computer games health, was indignant: “What kind of a whim. How they can talk to about this so seriously?” Now doctors again in horror. But, unfortunately, for a very different reason: in our small provincial town began to appear children, the sick. computer epilepsy!

Chronicle of events

Oddly enough, the computer epilepsy has been known since the times of Ancient Rome. To identify slaves in Rome turned the Potter’s wheel, which rhythmically reflected the sun’s rays. I unfit for this work arose dizziness and nausea, were observed numbness and impaired consciousness.

1959. Artist and poet Brian Gysin during the bus trip through a shadowy alley began to hallucinate due to the change of light and shadow. A year later he built the “car of dreams” – rotating with a frequency of 78 rpm striped paper cylinder with stavatti bulb inside. Some managed to achieve a shift of consciousness.

1966. The premiere of the film “Flicker” at the new York festival. The Creator warned that epileptics to not watch. The film was 30 minutes. Some hallucinated. The rest is just a headache.

1991. Manufacturers of video games recognize Continue reading

When to teach children the culture of behavior at the table?

 

We all come from childhood, and our behavior at the table is a reflection of the habits of the parents.

Nothing creates a person, as a daily, regular activities. And what could be more regular than the meal? Reasonable and the question becomes: how to teach your child the culture of behavior at the table? What age to start and what habits to cultivate? That child in good stead, but that would be secondary and even unnecessary?

Mustache flowed – it and some got in my mouth

A very young child it is impossible, of course, to explain that the knife should be held in the right hand and fork in left. What sort of knives and forks, when the most pressing issue is how the spoon actually hold in your hand! And convey to the mouth with any presence of food – in the beginning generally at the level of the feat.

So parents, while there is time, is to think and Refine their own manners – they don’t even realize how young children are sensitive to the atmosphere in the house. And if mom or dad will scold the kid for uncleanliness when eating, one should recall the rule of parenting: the child does not, as he is told, and so, as adults themselves do. So the first joint of the meals: napkins on the table, beautiful dishes, no Kulkov with uncut bread Continue reading

As the father of the son of mind taught

 

There lived one man, kind and intelligent. All he knew the measure was not stingy but frugal; with good people lived in harmony. Was his only son.

This young man nothing was like his father. To work not like and the house was not sitting. Once a week you take a look, and okay! And then with all my mi friends, the same as himself, the lazy, the time spent: with them, sometimes, and eat and drink, and they sleep.

It was a shame to the father that the son he has such a useless freak. Once or twice he chided him, and then called and said:

— Friendship is the dearest thing on earth. But you need to be friends with only those who are worthy of friendship. How well do you know your friends, son?

— How not to know, father? I, like yourself, I hope. They me not in sorrow or in joy will not leave.

— Well, if so,— says the father shows me to worry about.

As time went on. Father worked still, and her son had walked and carousing. One day he came home late at night, and my father sat silent, sullen.

— Something bad happened, father? asked the young man:

Evil happened, my son. and not from anyone I help.

— Tell me, maybe I can help!

— Say or not say — my grief will remain with me.

— Am I not a son to you? — broke out the young man.

— You’re my son, but I was destined to die, and a better one I will Continue reading