Essay from Zarifaxon O’rinboyeva

Central Asian teen girl with long dark hair in a ponytail and a green floral blouse holding up certificates.

For My Mother

Anora’s life did not start easily. Her father abandoned her from infancy. Her mother, Yulduz, had also lost her parents early in life. Instead of comforting them, her only brother blamed her for everything: “It’s all your fault; if you had given birth to a son, not a daughter, he wouldn’t have thrown you out of the house. You shamed him in front of his friends, that’s why he kicked you out,” he said, refusing to let her into his home, as if Yulduz was to blame for bringing a daughter into the world.

The poor woman was left on the street with her little daughter. Life seemed to be utterly dark, yet a light appeared within that darkness. A kind person gave them shelter and even gifted Yulduz a sewing machine. She spent her days cleaning and her nights sewing, managing to enroll her daughter in kindergarten. Every morning, holding her daughter’s hand, she would say, “Behind every dark day, there is light.” Anora was still young then and didn’t fully grasp the meaning of those words, but she etched them into her heart.

Time passed, and Anora turned 5. Although she was not yet school-aged, her mother, wishing for her daughter to be educated, sent her to school. Despite being smaller than her classmates, Anora amazed everyone with her intelligence, shrewdness, and diligence. Every day after returning from school, she would run to her mother and proudly announce, “They praised me at school today.”

As the mother and daughter were living happily, God sent them another trial, and this trial was harder than any before. Anora was 14 years old, studying in the 10th grade, when her mother suddenly fell gravely ill. Doctors said that her heart function had significantly weakened and that a large sum of money was needed for treatment. Anora studied during the day, worked at night, and borrowed money from friends to spend on her mother’s health. Crying, she pleaded with the doctors, “Please save my mother’s life; I have no one else but her.” They comforted her, saying, “Your mother will surely recover, just pray.”

But her mother did not recover; she departed from this bright world. Her last words to her daughter were, “My daughter, I will die, but you will live. You will surely achieve your dreams. Be patient, bright days are still ahead.”

Unable to bear her mother’s death, the poor girl fell gravely ill herself. The kind person who had given them shelter and the girl’s teachers treated her. They told her, “If you want your mother’s spirit to rest in peace, you must pull yourself together and continue your education. We will never leave you alone.” She diligently strived to be the daughter her mother had dreamed of, achieving several great successes. Each time she received an award, she would think, “If my mother were alive, I would share this pride with her.” Her teachers had become like a second mother to her. But still, she missed her mother every single moment.

Years passed, and she fulfilled her mother’s biggest dream… she became a doctor. Now, every day, standing by her patients, she sees hope in their eyes. She treats every patient with kindness, as if she were saving her mother’s life.

Now people refer to her as “Doctor Anora.” And the young doctor hears a voice in her heart every time… “I am proud of you…”

My name is Zarina Oʻrinboyeva. I  was born in 2011 in Oqdaryo district, Samarkand region. In 2018, l went to school No. 43 in Oqdaryo district to begin my education. I am currently an 8th grade student at this school, and I am 14 years old.
My favorite subjects are English, Russian, chemistry, Uzbek, literature, and law. In my free time, l enjoy reading books and writing stories. With my knowledge and hard work, l have won several high places in various republican competitions.
I still have many dreams ahead of me, and insha’ Allah, l will achieve them one by one.

Essay from Timothee Bordenave

Timothee Bordenave – Paris, France.

India – Haryana State University – Dr. Dalip Khetarpal

THE ELECTRICITY FAIRY

Dear friends, let’s begin by presenting these ideas, which may seem to have come to you relatively randomly, because they reflect what I’ve published online over the months…

The first concepts I’m going to develop relate to electricity, and I’ll list them here one after the other.

First of all, a note about electrical insulation in the transmission of electricity from one point to another. Yes, because while this energy can very easily be transported by cable, an electric wire, a metal wire that carries the precious electricity through its conductive properties, we have never yet, for technical reasons related to the difficulty of insulating the current, succeeded in distributing it otherwise than by using an overhead network of suspended electrical wires.

However, this is very expensive to maintain, it’s dangerous and fragile, and it also costs a lot in terms of energy loss because air is not a good insulator. Therefore, this system, which is still poor and unsightly for the natural environment of the facilities, is ultimately only a last resort, which satisfies no one.

My proposal is to use ceramic insulation to design tubes of what is called “technical ceramic” in chemistry, surrounded, for example, by rubber, an elastic material that is very resistant to temperature variations, to bury electrical cables rather than suspending them.

“Technical ceramic electrical insulation” is becoming increasingly cheaper to produce, thanks to advances in our chemistry. It is a material that is already well known today for other uses.

The rubber-like material surrounding the tube will be easy for experts to define, produce, and install, and this solution for burying wired cables, long sought after by everyone in the sector, would thus be within our reach.

I had this idea as a child, observing the insulating properties of ceramic and reflecting that its production costs would soon, and increasingly, decrease. Today, burying electrical installations thus insulated would undoubtedly cost much less than maintaining our suspended cables.

And the electricity fairy certainly still has much to offer us; we still have so much to discover! One of my development ideas, which I will present to you now, relates to this again: the photovoltaic-powered lamp.

Wouldn’t it be possible for us to design a lamp that, connected to a rechargeable battery and a photovoltaic cell capable of transforming its light into electricity, would be virtually perpetual?

You probably understand well that with a dedicated photovoltaic cell, which would serve as its main power supply in a short circuit, such a lamp would provide light almost in perpetuity.

And the answer to the question of whether it would be possible with our current technology to design and then manufacture such a tool is simply: yes!

It would even be very easy for us, apparently, since most modern photovoltaic cells react to the electric light emitted by a light bulb.

The battery that would serve as the lamp’s switch and for the eventual replacement of the cell could be recharged through the same circuit, making the device particularly durable.

It’s a brilliant idea, isn’t it? I urge my contemporaries to implement it.

One last remark concerning electricity, which I can make here, would be to consider increasing the radiation of light bulbs by covering them with mirrors.

This is what we do for flashlights and headlights.

I therefore urge you to consider that it would be very easy to design “nightlights” that, by simply covering them with one or more light-emitting diodes, would provide satisfactory supplemental lighting equal to or better than that of a current, bare light bulb, for example, with a single diode.

One or two diodes, powered by small batteries, for example, or by the mains, would then undoubtedly demonstrate great longevity and cost their users almost nothing in terms of energy consumption or maintenance.

This idea, which I myself have already seen developed at the artisanal level, would make it possible to provide electric lighting to populations that are either disadvantaged or deprived of access to distribution networks.

It would undoubtedly also prove very practical for anyone who needs outdoor lighting, and I’m thinking here in particular of the military, who would see the advantages of a mirror-clad LED lamp in terms of portability and ease of powering or repair.

Mirror-clad light sources have been used since ancient times. It was already mentioned at the legendary lighthouse of Alexandria.

As for LED bulbs, they are booming today, becoming increasingly cheaper and more efficient!

(…)

A text by Timothee Bordenave in Paris, France.

Autumn 2025. For Dr. Khetarpal at the Afflatus Creations Peer Review, in India.

Poetry from Baskin Cooper

Swamp Gift

they say he lives

in the low water

where cypress knees rise like knuckles

air full of moss and rain

nobody remembers when he first showed up

some call him a hermit

or don’t even mention him

just part of the place

like the dark water or birds

he never takes things

just leaves them

a sack of sand on a front porch

a jar of prune pits by a back door

a single smooth rock on a windowsill

children grow up knowing

to wake early and check the steps

like it’s the weather

some say he’s a ghost

or a lunatic

most don’t say anything

I finally see him once

walking out of the swamp barefoot

moving slowly and sure

like someone who belongs

his eyes catch mine

steady as still water

he hands me a small tin box

turns without a word

disappears into the trees

I hold it like it might explain everything

open it, look inside

a bent nail, a handful of mulch
two mismatched buttons

and no explanation at all

Rain at Tipperary Station

I left the city before dawn,

bags light but exhausted

a sheep grazes by the fence

no timetable posted

the train comes once a week

or maybe not at all

I approach the small brick building

stone platform damp with moss

Tipperary sign flaking green paint

rails dark with rain

cupping my hands

to breathe warmth

into the cold iron smell

a single gull drifts over the hill

and disappears into fog

in my coat pocket

a ring of keys I forgot to return

the station clock still ticks

but no one waits


only a paper cup rolling

end to end along the platform

rain my only company

Obedience

I found myself sitting still

the litter box in the corner

hours gone before I noticed

the sour aroma rising

I had not moved to clean it

the cat began to watch me

a calm stare unblinking

as if he understood the change

his eyes fixed steady on mine

quietly saying obey me

soon I was skipping work

to refill his dish with chicken

ordering catnip in bulk

canceling dates and dinners

for extra hours of petting

my mother wrinkled her nose

father scowled at the box

he said this is no joke

toxoplasma gondii lives in there

it gets inside and bends the will

he spoke of rodents drawn to cats

of lives cut short in teeth and claws

I only stroked the warm fur

calm as a priest at prayer

my father said one day you will not know

where the parasite ends and you begin

I shouted for them to leave

kicked the door shut

their footsteps fading on the stairs

perhaps it is my own desire

to serve this harmless pet

or perhaps it is a parasite

humming in my head

telling me I am happiest this way

Baskin Cooper is a poet and visual artist based in Chatham County, North Carolina. A PhD in psychology who lived in Cork, Ireland, he explores folklore, lyricism, and personal history through multiple art forms. His work has appeared in Ink & Oak, Verse-Virtual, O2 Haiku, and ONE ART, with new work forthcoming in The Khaotic Good and The Woodside Review.

Essay from Emran Emon

Young South Asian man with short dark hair, reading glasses, and a black suit and red tie.

Nobel Literature Laureate László Krasznahorkai and the Light Within Ruins: The Enduring Power of Literature in Times of Crisis 

Emran Emon

When the Swedish Academy announces that László Krasznahorkai wins the 2025 Nobel Prize in Literature, the citation—“for his compelling and visionary oeuvre that, in the midst of apocalyptic terror, reaffirms the power of art”—resonates with remarkable timeliness. In an era marked by uncertainty, war, climate anxiety, and the slow erosion of collective meaning, the Academy’s choice of the Hungarian novelist feels almost prophetic. Krasznahorkai, often called the “writer of the apocalypse,” has long been the literary chronicler of chaos—yet he is also, paradoxically, one of its most powerful antidotes.

Born in 1954 in Gyula, Hungary, Krasznahorkai belongs to a Central European lineage haunted by totalitarianism, despair, and disillusionment. He follows the literary footsteps of Kafka, Musil, and Bernhard—writers who dissected the human psyche amid societal collapse. With this Nobel Prize, he becomes the second Hungarian laureate, after Imre Kertész in 2002, whose own work bore the moral scars of the Holocaust. But whereas Kertész chronicled survival under tyranny, Krasznahorkai explores the spiritual desolation that follows it.

His debut novel, Satantango (1985), which took seven years to publish due to censorship, announced the arrival of a writer unlike any other. This postmodern masterpiece portrays a decaying village awaiting the return of a mysterious figure—a narrative of false prophecy, collective delusion, and moral decay. The story unfolds through pages-long sentences, each a labyrinthine reflection of confusion and decay. When Béla Tarr adapted the novel into a seven-hour cinematic epic in 1994, the two artists became inseparable in the public imagination—Tarr giving visual form to Krasznahorkai’s textual apocalypse. 

Krasznahorkai’s prose style is both ‘his weapon and his world.’ His sentences are famously long, unbroken, and rhythmically relentless, sometimes extending across several pages. To read him is to enter a current that refuses to let go—a sustained meditation, an intellectual marathon. This stylistic audacity is not ornamental; it is existential. His syntax mirrors the chaotic continuity of consciousness, the endless unraveling of perception. In his world, there are no safe pauses. The absence of paragraph breaks traps readers in the same feverish continuum that entraps his characters. The result is hypnotic—exhausting, yes, but profoundly immersive.

Critics have called this approach “obsessive.” Krasznahorkai once responded by describing his method as “reality examined to the point of madness.” Indeed, his writing feels like an inquiry stretched to its breaking point—a sustained stare into the abyss until form itself begins to tremble.

In this respect, Krasznahorkai’s art recalls Proust’s interior infinity and Faulkner’s density, yet it is distinctly his own: not memory’s labyrinth, but apocalypse’s slow unfolding. His syntax makes the reader experience disorientation as a moral act—forcing us to inhabit confusion rather than flee from it. If one were to distill the essence of Krasznahorkai’s fiction, it would be the persistent nearness of collapse. His worlds are suspended between hope and ruin—often rural, provincial spaces that serve as microcosms for humanity’s larger failures.

In The Melancholy of Resistance (1989), the arrival of a mysterious circus and a dead whale in a small Hungarian town triggers chaos, paranoia, and moral dissolution. The novel’s absurd premise unfolds into a profound allegory about society’s vulnerability to hysteria and demagoguery. Adapted by Béla Tarr into the film Werckmeister Harmonies, the story becomes almost biblical in tone—a meditation on collective blindness and the failure of enlightenment.

For Krasznahorkai, apocalypse is not a future event but a permanent condition of existence. His characters—fallen intellectuals, wanderers, monks, derelicts—inhabit a world perpetually on the verge of collapse. Yet, he resists nihilism. Beneath his darkness lies a persistent belief in the redemptive force of art and moral contemplation. His more recent works, such as Seiobo There Below (2008) and A Mountain to the North, a Lake to the South, Paths to the West, a River to the East (2018), signal a spiritual evolution. Moving beyond European decay, these texts draw on Japanese and Buddhist aesthetics, embracing the idea of eternal recurrence, sacred precision, and aesthetic humility. Through them, Krasznahorkai seems to shift from apocalypse toward illumination—from despair to the fragile beauty of being.

The Nobel Committee’s phrasing—“reaffirms the power of art”—is crucial. Krasznahorkai’s worldview, though soaked in ruin, insists that art remains the final refuge of meaning. His works argue that literature’s endurance lies precisely in its ability to face darkness without flinching.

In his 2015 Man Booker International Prize acceptance speech, Krasznahorkai said that literature is the last space where “the complexity of the human soul is still allowed to exist.” This conviction radiates through every sentence he writes. His novels challenge a world of simplification and speed—a world increasingly allergic to ambiguity. His art is not escapist; it is resistant. It resists simplification, commodification, the flattening of experience. In that resistance lies a politics of the spirit—a subtle defiance against conformity and amnesia. By making readers dwell in discomfort, Krasznahorkai reminds us that true art should disturb before it consoles.

No discussion of Krasznahorkai is complete without acknowledging his deep collaboration with filmmaker Béla Tarr, whose visual language mirrors the author’s prose. Films such as Satantango and Werckmeister Harmonies are not mere adaptations; they are extensions of a shared vision—long takes, grayscale landscapes, and slow pacing echo the rhythm of Krasznahorkai’s sentences. This partnership between writer and filmmaker redefined how literature and cinema can converse. Tarr’s camera, like Krasznahorkai’s pen, denies instant gratification. Both invite the viewer—or reader—to confront time itself, to witness the erosion of meaning and the endurance of beauty in the same frame.

The Nobel Committee described Krasznahorkai as “a great epic writer in the Central European tradition that extends through Kafka to Thomas Bernhard.” Indeed, Krasznahorkai redefines what “epic” means in the modern age. Gone are the heroes, the conquests, and the gods. In their place stand weary villagers, failed intellectuals, anonymous bureaucrats—all trapped within absurd systems or meaningless waiting. His epics unfold not across battlefields but across the corridors of consciousness, where doubt replaces destiny.

In this, Krasznahorkai revives the moral grandeur of the epic form within the despair of the modern condition. His protagonists may not triumph, but their persistence to perceive—to see clearly even in darkness—becomes its own kind of heroism. Though deeply rooted in Hungarian soil, Krasznahorkai’s imagination is global. His later works draw inspiration from Japanese temples, Chinese landscapes, and Buddhist philosophy. This cosmopolitan evolution positions him as a rare bridge between Western metaphysical pessimism and Eastern contemplative serenity.

Whereas his early novels depict the failure of human systems, his later ones seek harmony beyond them. In Seiobo There Below, art itself becomes divine—a force through which human beings glimpse eternity. The novel’s episodic structure, spanning from Kyoto to Venice, portrays art as an act of devotion, not production. This Eastward gaze expands the emotional and philosophical scope of European modernism. It suggests that the answer to apocalypse may not lie in reconstruction but in attentive stillness—in seeing, in silence, in art.

The Nobel Prize now secures Krasznahorkai’s position among the literary titans of our age. But his true legacy lies not in institutional recognition, rather in his courage to write against the grain of the times. In an age of brevity, he writes long sentences. In an age of clarity, he embraces confusion. In an age of distraction, he demands attention. His art thus becomes an act of resistance—not only against despair but against superficiality.

His readers, scattered across languages and continents, share a common experience: the exhaustion that gives way to revelation. Reading Krasznahorkai is to endure, but in that endurance, one feels the renewal of attention, the recovery of depth, the reawakening of wonder.

The world of 2025—fractured by wars, rising authoritarianism, digital addiction, and ecological grief—may seem far from the obscure villages of Krasznahorkai’s fiction. Yet his novels speak directly to our condition. When the social order disintegrates, when meaning feels lost, what remains? For Krasznahorkai, art remains. The act of describing, of perceiving—of refusing to turn away—is itself a moral stance. His literature becomes both a mirror and a sanctuary: it reflects collapse but also shelters the human capacity for awe.

In awarding him the Nobel Prize, the Swedish Academy implicitly recognized this truth: that art’s endurance amid ruin is not decorative but essential. Krasznahorkai’s fiction does not escape catastrophe; it redeems it through attention. In every long sentence, every moment of delay, there is resistance to erasure.

László Krasznahorkai is the writer of the end who writes for the future. His Nobel Prize is not only a triumph for Hungarian letters but for the idea of literature as a spiritual vocation. His works are reminders that art’s highest duty is not entertainment but revelation—to confront, to clarify, to sustain. He has shown that even amid “apocalyptic terror,” the written word can remain a light—trembling, flickering, but unextinguished. And perhaps that is his ultimate gift: the belief that beauty endures, even when the world does not. As the great Hungarian laureate once said, “The apocalypse is not coming—it has already arrived.” But in his prose, we discover something else, something the Nobel Committee, too, must have felt—that in the very ruins of language, there still rises the stubborn flame of art.

Emran Emon is an eminent journalist, columnist and global affairs analyst.

Poetry from Stephen Jarrell Williams

Skinny Skyscrapers

1)

City cubicles

crying cells

2)present past

century crammed

3)

families forced

cloud capped

4)

window watchers

drone drills

5)

weakened walls

downward dumps

6)

sores spit

blood bombs

7)

changes coming

decisions done

8)

street singers

healing hearts

9)

river routes

easy escapes

10)

sea shores

promises prayed.

Essay from Jumanazarova Munojot Elmurod qizi

Methodology of Teaching Time and Its Units of Measurement in Primary School Mathematics Lessons”

Urganch davlat pedagogika instituti

Boshlangʻich taʼlim fakulteti

Boshlangʻich ta’lim metodikasi” kafedrasi mudiri

p.f.f.d.(PhD), dotsent Yusufzoda Shabnami Yunus

Urganch davlat pedagogika instituti

 Boshlangʻich taʼlim fakulteti

Boshlangʻich taʼlim yoʻnalishi 3-bosqich 236-guruh

talabasi Jumanazarova Munojot Elmurod qizi

Annotasiya: Ushbu maqolada boshlang‘ich sinf o‘quvchilarini vaqt tushunchasi va uning o‘lchov birliklari bilan tanishtirish jarayonining metodik asoslari tahlil qilingan. Tadqiqotda o‘quvchilarda vaqt tushunchasini shakllantirish, uni turli didaktik usullar orqali mustahkamlash hamda o‘rgangan bilim va ko‘nikmalarni amaliyotda qo‘llay olishga yo‘naltirish yo‘llari yoritilgan. Shuningdek, maqolada vaqt o‘lchov birliklarini o‘qitishda samarali metodlar, dars jarayonida qo‘llaniladigan o‘yinli topshiriqlar va amaliy mashg‘ulotlarning ahamiyati asoslab berilgan. Natijada, boshlang‘ich sinf o‘quvchilarida vaqt haqidagi ilmiy tasavvurni shakllantirishning metodik tavsiyalari ishlab chiqilgan.

Kalit soʻzlar: Miqdorlar, vaqt tushunchasi, soniya (sekund), daqiqa (minut), soat, kun, tun, hafta, oy, yil, asr, ko‘nikma.

Annotation: This article analyzes the methodological foundations of introducing primary school students to the concept of time and its units of measurement. The study highlights methods for forming the concept of time among students, reinforcing it through various didactic techniques, and directing them toward applying acquired knowledge and skills in practice. The article also substantiates the effectiveness of using active teaching methods, game-based tasks, and practical exercises in teaching time measurement units. As a result, methodological recommendations for developing scientific understanding of time among primary school students have been proposed.

Keywords: Quantities, concept of time, second, minute, hour, day, night, week, month, year, century, skill.

Аннотация: В данной статье проанализированы методические основы ознакомления учащихся начальных классов с понятием времени и его единицами измерения. В исследовании освещены пути формирования у школьников представления о времени, его закрепления с помощью различных дидактических методов и направленности на практическое применение полученных знаний и навыков. Также обоснована эффективность использования активных методов обучения, игровых заданий и практических занятий при изучении единиц измерения времени. В результате разработаны методические рекомендации по формированию у учащихся начальных классов научного представления о времени.

Ключевые слова: Величины, понятие времени, секунда, минута, час, день, ночь, неделя, месяц, год, век, навык.

Introduction

Human life is directly connected with the meaningful and rapid passage of time. Time flows continuously — it can neither be stopped, slowed down, nor reversed. Therefore, people perceive time relatively. As the President of the Republic of Uzbekistan, Shavkat Mirziyoyev, emphasized: “Time is life, and it does not wait for us.” Indeed, time is one of the most important quantities in human activity, expressing the duration and sequence of events.

Time is an inseparable part of human existence and is one of the most complex quantitative concepts to study. Children’s understanding of time gradually develops through daily activities and observations. The first perceptions of time begin to form during the preschool period. Time represents the sequence and duration of events, helping to determine their position in the past, present, and future.

This article highlights the methodological foundations of teaching the concept of time and its measurement units in primary school mathematics lessons. It also analyzes how to form students’ understanding of time, direct them toward practical activities, and effectively use visual aids and information technologies during the learning process. The proper use of digital tools increases students’ interest and helps them consciously comprehend the concept of time.

 Main Part

As the great mathematician N. Wiener stated, “The main task of mathematics is to find the order hidden within the chaos surrounding us.” Indeed, mathematics helps to reveal the system and patterns hidden behind various forms of disorder in the world. In this process, correctly organizing time plays a crucial role. Therefore, teaching the concept of time and its measurement units to primary school students is of great importance.

In the early grades, the concepts of quantity and time hold a special place in students’ cognitive development. When teaching time measurement units, it is advisable to build students’ understanding through real-life examples, combining theoretical knowledge with practical application, since time serves as the main criterion for distinguishing events in daily life.

The smallest unit of time is the second, followed by minute, hour, day, week, month, year, and century. Among these, day and year are derived from natural phenomena, while hour, minute, and second were developed by humans through centuries of observation and research. The Earth’s rotation around its axis forms a day, while its revolution around the Sun forms a year, which consists of 365 or 366 days. The accumulation of six hours per year leads to one extra day every four years, resulting in a leap year. Over centuries, systematic observation led to the formation of the modern calendar system.

The division of one day into 24 hours is also based on ancient astronomical observations.

The main goal of studying time and its measurement units in primary school mathematics is to help students master the relationships between different units of time and to develop the ability to determine time using a clock.

Teaching by Grade Levels

�� Grade 1:
During the preparatory stage, students are introduced to the concepts of “before” and “after.” For example, using visual materials that depict the twelve months of the year, the teacher may ask:

  • “Which month comes before March?”
  • “Which month comes after May?”
  • “What comes three months after May?”
    Such questions help students develop an understanding of sequence and the passage of time.

In Grade 1, students also learn concepts such as morning, afternoon, evening, night, today, yesterday, and tomorrow. Using a classroom calendar, they begin to grasp the relationship between day, week, month, and year. The teacher may engage students in discussions such as:

  • “What role does time play in human life?”
  • “What important events happen from childhood to old age?”
    These conversations expand students’ thinking and strengthen their understanding of time.

�� Grade 2:
At this stage, students are introduced to the concepts of hour and minute, learning how to measure time using a clock, compare expressions of time, and perform related calculations. In addition to theoretical explanations, it is advisable to use model clocks for practical activities.

For example, by observing the clock face and moving the hands, students visually grasp the passage of time. The teacher can ask situational questions such as:

  • “What time of day does this clock show?”
  • “What are people usually doing at this time?”
  • “Where is the Sun at this moment?”
    Such questions help students connect time with real-life situations.

Additionally, using interactive exercises such as “funny clocks”—with colorful and variously shaped clock illustrations—can make learning more engaging. These activities help students develop skills in identifying time, observing changes in the clock hands, and distinguishing between different time intervals.

In the 3rd grade, the topic “Hours, Minutes, and Seconds” is used to explain the concept of time and its units of measurement. In this topic, students are introduced to the smallest units of time — the second and the minute — and develop skills in converting between them as well as performing addition and subtraction operations involving time.

Using practical examples related to students’ daily lives gives effective results when studying this topic. For instance, students may be given tasks such as “Determining the time they leave home and the time they arrive at school,” “Counting how many vehicles they ride,” or “Calculating how long each vehicle takes to reach its destination.”

Through such exercises, students learn to connect time measurement units with real-life situations and to analyze them independently. Based on this, they gain practical experience in performing operations involving time.

For example, the following exercise can be given:
“An electric train departed from the Southern Station at 8:25 a.m. and arrived at Khojakent Station at 9:10 a.m. How much time did the train spend on the way?”

By solving this problem, students develop the ability to determine time intervals and perform addition and subtraction operations with hours and minutes.

necha minut yo‘l yurgan?”

�� Studying Time Measurement Units in the 4th Grade

In the 4th grade, time measurement units are studied as a continuation and expansion of the topics covered in the 3rd grade. The following information is presented to students as a reminder:

Time UnitsTheir Relations
1 century = 100 years1 year = 12 months
1 year = 4 seasons1 year = 365/366 days
1 month = 30/31 days1 week = 7 days
1 day = 24 hours (1 d = 24 h)1 hour = 60 minutes
1 minute = 60 seconds 

When explaining that one century equals 100 years, it is effective to use real-life examples. For instance, the teacher may say: “A person who lives for 100 years is said to have lived for one century.”
When teaching that one year consists of four seasons, students are introduced to the names of the seasons — spring, summer, autumn, and winter — and learn that each season contains three months. Each season can be explained with the following distinctive characteristics:

  • Spring – flowers bloom, birds return, nature awakens.
  • Summer – fruits ripen, the sun shines brightly.
  • Autumn – crops are harvested, leaves turn yellow.
  • Winter – snow falls, it becomes cold, the New Year is celebrated.

Thus, students learn to distinguish between the seasons, understand their sequence, and remember the months associated with each one.

In addition, using modern information technologies increases the effectiveness of lessons. For example, showing video clips, animations, or interactive presentations related to time measurement units on a monitor or computer helps students retain information better. In this way, theoretical knowledge is effectively combined with practical demonstrations.

In primary school textbooks, such information is presented in a similar manner, which helps to gradually develop students’ thinking abilities step by step.

 Conclusion

In conclusion, when teaching time measurement units to primary school students, it is most important to first develop a basic understanding of the concept. Some students may have only heard about time units at home, while for others the topic may be completely new.

Therefore, it is crucial to use visual aids, educational games, multimedia presentations, and video materials during the lessons. Such approaches help students grasp the topic more quickly, enhance their thinking abilities and observation skills, and broaden their worldview.

Moreover, it is necessary to systematically promote the culture of effective use of information technologies in general education schools.

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Poetry from Alan Catlin

The Savage Muse

There is no experience quite like sitting alone in a totally darkened barroom at 5 AM on a Sunday morning staring at the upturned legs of the barstools, drinking pints of Bass Ale, listening to the leaking faucet drip into the stainless-steel sink.

The second hand scans the face of the clock, smoke rings dissipate in the antique, hand engraved Harp Lager mirror behind the bar.

The barman considers the room; the beer puddles on the peeling linoleum floor, the  mud-streaked foot sliding prints, the broken glass shards, the spent matches, the blackened cigarette ends, the twisted plastic drink sticks, the wadded paper napkins strewn everywhere amidst the general rubble.

The barman considers these details of his life quietly as he drinks his Bass.

The clock hands move, the water drips, this is chaos revealed, this is the silent hour, the quiet hour when all that remains are the smoking ruins after The Fall.  

Ordering Details:

In the heat of the night the barman consolidates his orders.

Pours beers from chrome plated taps, shakes drinks one handed over his shoulder, cracks ice in the palm of his left hand with a mallet wielded by his right hand.

Considers his world.

Finds Poems:

Music Men

They heard

tunes in

their heads

no one else

would ever

hear

They were

so whacked

out on

where they

            had come

from and

where they

were going

they didn’t

have any

time for

the here

and the now

They were

music men

lost in

the ozone

and their

plane was

coming down

so fast

you could

see the

spirals

in their

eyes

More quarters fall into the jukebox.  The pin ball machines in the background are ringing, automatically totaling unknowable scores.

Working Details:

The barman is an extremely precise, particular man of habit.

All the tools of his trade: his bottles, glasses, fruit mixes, and the like must be exactly where  they are meant to be all the time.

Whenever he assumes a shift, he scrupulously examines the subject and orders his material; creates an environment in which he may comfortably function.

Riders of the Purple Sage

Had that

well worn

world weary

look of

men who’d

spent too

much time

somewhere

people

shouldn’t

go

Said ” line

‘em up boys.”

as if this

were the

last chance

saloon

Creation Details:

In the heat of the night, the barman considers his room as if it were a blank sheet of paper; every crowd as a mass of unknowns which must be ordered and controlled.

It is the barman’s role to assign meaning to every detail, to every person, to everything that he sees

Downhill Racer

She didn’t

look like

the crazy type

but she kept

switching her

drinks as if

she didn’t know

what event

she’d signed up

for

All I knew

was she’d

better look

out

She was going

down the

hill way

too fast

The Savage Muse, Details:

Outlaw

He was

plenty heavy

alright

Had all

of those

classic

bad moves

you associate

with movie

bad guys

out West

I thought

maybe he

had a black

hat in the

trunk of

his car

Thought maybe

he carried

a gun

and knew

how to use

it

thought

maybe he

was after

my ass

just for

the hell

of it

As an artist, the barman has no time for motivations; his only concern is the effect of the cause.

Escaping Details:

The Tenth Victim

She had

the look

of a woman

waiting

for her

tenth victim

She wore

only enough

clothes to

keep her

from being

arrested

Had a long

thin scar

the length

of her

right fore-

arm

Asked me

for a Vodka

Gimlet

Up

Sat drinking

  her 20 dollar

bill until it

was gone

watching the

door

Watching me

in case

he didn’t

show

The barman is an escape artist.

He lives out on the street unprotected, confronting his material head on, directly engaging in a vicious, psychic tug of war with his savage muse.

At the end of his nightly struggle, the barman watches the sun rise outside the darkened barroom drinking Bass Ale as the water drips in the stainless-steel sink.

He is always too numb and too tired to look for or to find poems.