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I woke up this morning and I felt a pain in my brain. It was like all had changed and all will continue to change. Nothing was left as the same. And in this remorse I was the only one who  knew. I just can't  believe it,   no-one would believe  in what I had to say. So I yelled hard and long about all the injustices that has occurred. I stomped my feet hard to the ground. I punched through  the air to sporn my stance of knowing . I spat deceit at society. But no one knew for me and no-one wanted the goodness within my heart. I became increasing alone. In this life I can grasp the future. I see visions of what's it's to be. Messages  decrypt and whisper their intent to me. I cannot find my way to you. The more I warn the more you ignore me. The greater the detail the less you want to know. I began to hate you. Where can I cry with my love watching over me? When can I celebrate  when everything I state eventually unravels int...

Went out Pokemon hunting with my android cell phone. In case of accident I always take some friends. Then it occurred to me this, was something I really enjoy. This urge has been around for years. I need to get out and about and discover our environment. Our children are locked within the boundaries of school. They are all locked in and hard skill assessed. Placed on a conveyor belt and sorted into hierarchical pathways. Public school stripped of all that is creative. Even the arts are disciplined. In school -where is the sense of fun and play and being part of it all. What if formal learning was stationed like Pokemon go. Where youth could congregated and learn in multiple locations. Where learning encouraged youth to collectively gather and play. Where unstructured activity blended with formal knowledge. Where youth gained freedoms to self-govern, create rules, problem-solve and resolve social conflicts. The employment skills of tomorrow require youth who ca...

Schools are the engine house of the future however there is disconnect between workplace expectations, and students' in-school and out-of-school learning experiences. This discussion is about 'cultures of learning' and engaging 21st century students through innovative programs. A personal story. Video Slides from video

Bess Nungarrayi Price should be able to speak Walpiri in Legislative Assembly. Indigenous Politician Told Not ... http://www.buzzfeed.com/allanclarke/aboriginal-politician-told-not-to-speak-language?utm_term=.tigj3qe2qB An upset Price then sent a letter to Purick seeking permission to speak her traditional language to speak her traditional language in the assembly. Scott Barbour / Getty Images “I am determined to be tenacious in relation to the use of my language. I am seeking permission to use my first language to make statements or answer questions should I see with an appropriate English interpretation following,” Price wrote.

Leadership and the scream of fault. It seems to go so slow, Then when it happens, it seems so fast. Once within,' Once within a psychological grip, Once within responsive emergence, Once within reptilian consciousness. The scream of fault, The empathy, the denial, the bloodlet. Only baggage from this point on. Where does James Hird find gain? What responsibilities should I pass onto his burden? How many opinions should he attend to? Within this dangerous intersection of loss. How do leaders gain the necessary abilities to enter and navigate dangerous intersections. Once the path is enacted on, the configuration of artifacts morph. The unseen is then seen. The terms of what I now see are the outputs of Hirds decisions. I have been altered by Hird's decisions I now exert my opinion on Hird's decisions. When does the collective actions stop and reset. When does normality resume control? Within a new place On a new map within a new landscape. A new environment of values ...