Responsibilities of the modern pedagogue in the formation of the third renaissance

 Ziyoyeva Irodakhon Umidjon's daughter
Student of Denov Institute of
 Entrepreneurship and Pedagogy
Iziyoyeva2@gmail.com 

 Abstract: In this article, the foundation of the Third Renaissance, which is an important strategic direction in the development of New Uzbekistan, and the main goals and tasks of modern pedagogues are highlighted.  In general, in the current situation, in order to educate the next generation of Third Renaissance shapers, it is important to first of all educate teachers who are ready for this.  After all, in order to give knowledge to a student, the teacher must first be knowledgeable.

 Key words: New Uzbekistan, Third Renaissance, foundation, pedagogue,

  In all eras, knowledge and enlightenment has enlightened the path of people like the light that broke the darkness.  In turn, knowledge was updated and polished in each period.  In today's era of digital technologies, the pace of development is fast, the boundaries of science are expanding at a high rate, and drinking water from the ocean of science in the era of the development of information media is very complicated and in some sense puts a huge responsibility on one's shoulders.  Today, the huge steps in the development of science of New Uzbekistan are connected with one sentence - "Third Renaissance".  

Today, this sentence is heard from all sides and takes over people's consciousness, but it is not just a word that remains unread after some pages are written.  Its meaning is a call, opportunity, strength. Because renaissance means awakening.  That is, to awaken the knowledge that has remained in the mind and consciousness for several centuries, to realize the enlightenment. 

If we remember the First and Second Renaissances, the First Renaissance took place in Central Asia in the IX-XII centuries. We can give an example of scholars who lived and created during this period.  For example: thinkers such as Muhammad Musa Khorezmi, Abu Nasr Farabi, Abu Rayhan Beruni, Abu Ali ibn Sina, Ahmed Farghaniyl Mahmud Koshgari, Yusuf Khos Hajib, great scholars such as Imam Bukhari, Imam Tirmidhi, within the scope of natural and concrete sciences, Islamic religion  shone like a star in the sky.  The foundation of the Second Renaissance is associated with the name of the great warlord and public figure Amir Temur.

During this period, Qazizada Rumi, Mirza Ulug'bek, Ali Kushchi, Lutfi, Sakkoki, Abdurahman Jami, Alisher Navoi, Sharafiddin Ali Yazdi and other scholars, poets and poets spread the fame of this country to the world. Renaissance is awakening, knowledge and enlightenment.  is to seek and conquer new goals.  If the renaissance is related to this knowledge, then for its development, first of all, it is necessary to develop school education and to fundamentally reform it.  

In particular, the importance of language is important for the acquisition of the latest modern knowledge and the introduction of technologies into the production of foreign languages.  During both Renaissance periods, scientists and philosophers, first of all, attached special importance to education, intelligence, spirituality and enlightenment of young people.  

Because the youth has always been the future of the country.  In the works of all scholars, one can find ideas about the need to bring up the future generation as a perfect human being by combining education with upbringing.  For example, Abu Ali ibn Sina wrote about the harmony of knowledge and manners, perfection and happiness of a perfect generation, justice and piety, mutual friendship and cooperation of people, prosperous life in his works.  

The task of the pedagogue in all times was to educate children, to inform them of the main innovations of religious and worldly knowledge.  In order to build the foundation of the third renaissance, it is necessary first of all to cleanse the minds of young people from foreign ideas, raise their worldview, educate them in the spirit of patriotism, and most importantly, inspire them to conquer modern science.  Undoubtedly, it is important that this huge responsibility becomes the main goal and task of today's pedagogues.  For this, several requirements are placed on the personality of the pedagogue.

Being able to inspire.  Any teacher can educate but cannot inspire.  First of all, the teacher should be able to inspire students.  The youth of today's modern age live in the midst of a huge flow of information and it is not enough to give them knowledge.  And inspiration encourages students not only to learn, but also to create, and most importantly, they believe that they can apply the knowledge they are getting in practice.

Creativity.  Creation corresponds to creativity.  Among the professions, creativity is considered important for teaching.  The lesson process should be organized in such a way that the student should completely forget about other distractions and be interested only in the lesson.  Benjamin Franklin has an important idea: "Tell me and I will forget, teach me and I will remember, attract me and I will learn."  So engagement is very important.

 Work on yourself.  Every lesson should be prepared and conducted as if it were the first time.  It is necessary for him to work on himself and also to be aware of the news and achievements of his field in recent years.  After all, it is necessary to use historical sources and, at the same time, gather modern knowledge in his lesson.  There is a wonderful Japanese saying: "Teaching is learning."  Therefore, while teaching children, it is better for the teacher to learn and polish his knowledge and experience. 

And in order to build the foundation of the Third Renaissance, every pedagogue has his own task and contribution, because we can build this foundation with an educated and qualified young generation, who has a feeling of love for the Motherland in their hearts, and only educated parents and qualified pedagogues can educate this generation.

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Vacuum  ( ii)


The insatiable hunger engulfs vast expanses,

Conquering oceans, deserts, and forests in entirety,

No remnant remains, no liquor to imbibe,

Yet a pervasive emptiness pervades in all environs,

A constant, haunting presence persistently lingers near,

Within resides a chasm, an abyss of profound depth,

A gap impervious to material abundance,

A palpable absence yearning to be traversed,

A darkness akin to the nocturnal expanse,

An infinite chain of flames of consuming fire,

Each touch evokes an ephemeral ache,

Everlasting is the ravine of craving, unyielding and deep,

Boundless and omnipresent to pacify this vacuity,

Roaming in search of eternity's elusive elixir,

Still no saturation, still erosive burning,

Chasing visions that ripple like eternal flames,

An introspective tide surges forth to submerge this hollow,

A radiant self, emanating from the depths of inner sanctums,

Embarks on the quest for completeness,

In pursuit of the elusive source of contentment,

A self-discovery of solitary inward remittance,

Empowered by an insight of self-searching,

Echoing solely the reverberations of personal contentment,

Demises this voracious hunger of vast void,

Navigating the inner expanse, finding serenity eludes,

The gulf pulsates with flickers of filling,

Within insight's embrace, a tranquil reservoir resides,

Emerges as a wellspring of serenity,

To Illuminate a bastion of enlightenment,

No longer a barren expanse, but a fertile terrain,

Within the depths, a sacred ember glows,

Infusing the space with celestial beams,

Illuminates the chasm with eternal intuition.





2. Soul explorer 


An ingrained texture imparts a shade of agony,

In every manifestation, I spot its torment,

A wish that saturates me in an instant,

Its touch lifts me to the pinnacle of my excitement,

A flame aspires to untouched summits,

An eternal bloom of its showers,

Casting the shadows of those I have lost,

At the zenith of my sought destination,

Each step toward the horizon is a testament,

To the enduring pursuit of the sublime,

Every note reminds of paths of past journeys ,

To beacon the soul's yearning with each  passing blink,

Which peeps through the layers of secrets,

With each stride towards the receding horizon, 

 Chronicles emerge of the anecdotes of bygone trails,

Resonating the unyielding quest for melodic note,

Steering the soul's yearning amidst fleeting sparks,

To penetrate the shrouds of enigmatic concealment.

The venture strides forth with resolute elegance,

Unraveling to the veils of reality for the intrepid seeker,

In celestial communion delving into enigmatic mysteries,

I unravel the vast expanse of my inner cosmos.





Donned the Guise of Friendship


They adorned the cloak of camaraderie to pierce the soul,  

A tempest swirling, igniting the seeker's dole,  

With the ashes of masked confident's scorn, I depart,  

To weave sorrow into the desolation of my heart,

To embroider memories into the fabric of my night,  

A flame that ignites the soul's hidden part,

From the debris of my heart, beauty I chisel,  

A silent torrent of lamentation in pain's vast ocean,  

To bedeck the fortress of my heartache,

Enriches the dwelling place of melancholy,

Every scar whispers tales of love's erosion,

Lost in the labyrinth of our shattered dreams,  

In twilight's embrace, our memories gleam,

From the ashes, I rise and fall anew,

Amidst the chaos, a phoenix ascends,  

From the depths of despair my spirit finds amends.  

Where the coverts' betraying shadows bristle my heart.  






3. International Friendship

 

Unfettered by boundaries, takes flight of solidarity,

Having unrestrained grace, soaring beyond the confines ,

Friendship's canvas colours blended with love,

Across the globe we stand, intertwine hearts .


In the vibrant mosaic of human existence,

 Diversity crafts bridges of empathy and  trust,

Embellishing collective aspirations with intricate patterns,

Celebrating eternal bonds of global kinship in majesty.


In each thread, dormant dreams stir cultural riches,

Within soul's sanctums, an inward lexicon transcends,

Voices of epochs merge in celestial symphony, 

Undivided in the hush of universal theme .





Dr. Sajid Hussain, born on February 1, 1969, in Morgah, Rawalpindi, Pakistan, is a distinguished poet, educator, and advocate for literature. He holds memberships in global literary organizations and has received numerous accolades, including the Shahitya Pata Award and the Rabindranath Tagore Memorial Literary Honours. He has authored acclaimed works and contributed to international anthologies. A senior Chemistry teacher and Master Trainer in "Low Cost and No Cost Science Material," Dr. Hussain is also a homeopathic doctor and former principal. His poetry, often focused on humanity and nature, is widely published and translated. Dr. Hussain is a committed advocate for global understanding, cultural exchange, and social justice, using his platform to inspire positive change and foster dialogue.

Dr. Sajid Hussain is the author of several acclaimed books and has co-authored numerous international anthologies. His notable works include:

1. Acquits of Life
2. Parlance
3. Cloud Nine Fantasia
4. Oceanic Upwelling
5. Waves and Rays of the Life

He has also contributed to and co-authored various international anthologies, including:

1. Flowers of Love
2. Arabian Nights
3. Poets for Peace
4. The Candles of Hope
5. Poetry Collection
6. Poetry for Ukraine
7. The Silk Road Literature
8. Ancient Egyptians Modern Poets
9. Mediterranean Waves
10. Peace and Love Make Society
11. Rhapsodies
12. Dandelions: Multiverse of Poets

Additionally, he compiled Pakistani English Poets Prodigy, which was published in the USA.

Dr. Hussain's books and anthologies cover themes such as love, peace, resilience, and the human condition. His works are known for their profound empathy and eloquence, reflecting a deep understanding of the human experience. His poetry has been featured in prominent international magazines and websites, and he has penned over 1400 poems, published in more than 200 world anthologies and magazines, translated into several major languages.

(To Anita)

Secret Missions

She kept her words to herself

eyes closed

moving her lips

believing with knowing

the far tint of stars

above the city roofs

long walks

in the peace of night

after pausing in a quest of answers

she knew more than the teachers

hammered by repetition

and their stamp of pride

her writings

finding an audience

to her surprise

her papers fluttering in the wind

with angel wings

on thousands of missions.

Lipstick

A Babylonian once told me:

When my name bores me,

I throw it in the river

And return renewed!

* * * * * *

Basra existed

Even before al-Sayyab viewed its streets

Bathed in poetry

As verdant as

A poet’s heart when her

Prince pauses trustfully to sing

While sublime maidens dance–

Brown like mud in the orchards

Soft like mud in the orchards

Scented with henna like mud in the orchards—

And a poem punctuates each of their pirouettes as

They walk straight to the river.

I’ve discovered no place in the city broader than Five Mile.

He declared:

I used to visit there night and day,

When sun and moon were locked in intimate embrace.

Then they quarreled.

2

The Gulf’s water was sweet,

Each ship would unload its cargo,

And crew members enjoyed a bite of an apple

And some honey.

The women were radiant;

So men’s necks swiveled each time ladies’ shadows

Moved beneath the palms’ fronds.

These women needed no adornment;

One look sufficed to coax you to cling to life,

But their purses catered to beauty.

* * * * * *

Snipers

Infantrymen

Sailors

Bedded gems, emeralds.

Their souls persuaded each of them to gaze at these belles

And to break as humbly as waves at their feet.

Worldly men cast their ancestors’ laws from their backs

And set off to draw eyes on the ports’ gates.

Beneath each window

Slumbered a witness to a lover crucified by love

But who died singing

Before you hear the rumble of trains.

3

Cooing laughter calms your spirit.

You shan’t be chided for helping yourself to a whisper.

That man told me everything lipstick confided to him,

Urging him to reveal it!

* * * * * *

This was before the city donned black

To the end of its rivers;

Before crows’ caws blended with blood’s color over our dawns,

Before our streets bedded down early like Mukruk hens.

Women have stripped off their beauty,

Their spirits are embittered,

Their lips are cracked,

And you won’t find even the last stub of

Lipstick in their purses.

By Faleeha Hassan

Translated by William Hutchins

Faleeha Hassan is a poet, teacher, editor, writer, and playwright born in Najaf, Iraq, in 1967, who now lives in the United States. Faleeha was the first woman to write poetry for children in Iraq. She received her master’s degree in Arabic literature, and has now published 26 books, her poems have been translated into English, Turkmen, Bosnian, Indian, French, Italian, German, Kurdish, Spain, Korean, Greek, Serbia, Albanian, Pakistani, Romanian, Malayalam, Chinese, ODIA, Nepali and Macedonian language. She is a Pulitzer Prize Nominee for 2018, and a Pushcart Prize Nominee for 2019. She’s a member of the International Writers and Artists Association. Winner of the Women of Excellence Inspiration award from SJ magazine 2020, and the Winner of the Grand Jury Award (the Sahitto International Award for Literature 2021). She served on the Women of Excellence selection committees for 2023, was a winner of a Women In The Arts award in 2023 and a Member of Who’s Who in America 2023. She’s on the Sahitto Award’s judging panel for 2023 and a cultural ambassador between Iraq and the US.

The secret of happiness...

  Shall I tell you about happiness?
  Happiness is like health,
  It is not visible to your eyes,
  When he is not there, you say, "I wish he would come!".

  Happiness is actually a bright world,
  Don't you see with your eyes?!
  Although tired, working
  Isn't it sweet what you found?

  Look in the mirror for a moment,
  You have all the beauty, strength and will!
  Turn around and look around
  Some people want what you have.

  Without looking at anyone's hand,
  Happy if you can swallow the morsel in your mouth,
  If you have problems in life,
  Happiness is if you open your hands to prayer!

  Shall I tell you a secret?
  Happiness is like a "magic lamp"!
  Thank you in any case,
  As if it illuminates your path like a light!

  Happiness is hidden in gratitude, in patience,
  So live in gratitude, my friend.
  I discovered the secret of living happily,
  Don't complain about life, my friend!

HAWKED AND DOVES

Love is hawked from every ad,
is sent likes doves from all our arks,
is aimed at every easy mark,
is scribbled on every poet’s pad
Through it all we keep in mind
what we, every one, know is fact:
that what we seek is really Sex

ORDER AND ENGAGEMENTS

I thought love’s inherent anarchy
erodes the institution.
I my co saw the situation starkly,
imposed institution,
and then, to defend love’s covenant,
fortified all my redoubts.

But I abandoned my battlements
and witnessed my army’s rout.
Too late, enlightenment came darkly;
the armistice was troubling:
I learned no lover’s a monarchy,
all lovers are republics.

AMAZING FANTASY #16

To locate her elongated man,

an invisible girl
hoisted her green lantern.

Her archenemy – that scarlet witch! --

countered with a dark spell
hidden in a shadow

that would blind any moon knight’s vision.

But concupiscence stirred
this lightning lad to flash.

Firestorm-sparked, my tinder kindling breached
her lonesome miracle:
I’m now her human torch.

CONQUERING LOVE

With hope my single ideology, innocence my only weapon,

I rose out of the nursery and went to conquer Love.

I passed all the girls in cellophane, said No to the ones in bows.

No purpose found I in frivolity: I was out to conquer Love.

And Love was a Virgin in a Pershing tank, a saint in burnished chain mail.

And I was Bubba in a pickup truck, an Eskimo in underwear.

Still, no purpose found I in frivolity. I was out to conquer Love.



So: I fell on Love with my Weakness, and I fell on Love with my Hope,

Fell on Love with my Purpose – was all-out to conquer Love.

But my belief blunted to memory, and my arms were battered to guile.

I fell back into my hatchery – I was out, oh! conquered by Love.

‘Cause Love’s a Virgin in a Sherman tank, Guan Yin in a steel nuptial veil.

I was a hick in a beat-up truck, an Eskimo exposed to the bare.

Though I found no purpose in frivolity, I was downed, conquered by Love

MY YOUNG SELF:

Your many ghosts haunt these my yellow years,
they still shout because I cannot speak.

The center of your infinity constricts to dimensionlessness. My unstable molecules made me your atomic traitor from the start.

I bartered your generous energy for this my degenerate austerity,
your oratorios and vision for these my parrots and mirrors.
I traded the fire and the wine for diet coke and ash, your altars of sacrifice for a sepulcher and some artifice.

That elusive wholeness I was to complete reduced to incoherent ruins.

Somewhere along the line a promiscuous warrior traded guts with a riskfree prayer
who avoids your fruit for fear of the rot.
Somehow an artful scientist of metaphor
transformed into this jester of awkward gestures.

Perhaps,
in time,
that I I now condemn
may become
the I I understand.

A PROMISE FULFILLED
    "As Two Souls Join"

Our hearts are adorned by the beauty of purity and love
We are one heart that resides in two bodies
Our souls blend easily and can not be separated
Every feeling and emotion is shared without shame
for there is only pureness in such a joining 
Every emotion drenches my being 
Every touch is felt deeply and is welcomed with pleasure
Your intoxicating scent fills my nostrils 
causing my body to shiver as our souls join
Hear my sighs and let me take in your every breath
until the thunder claps and the lightning strikes 
within the realm that we share
When the silence comes, the promise is fulfilled
I will be with you in every turn of our lives
and will reside with you in eternity when I take my last breath...



MY SACRED SONG

I am the bluest sky that holds your sunlight
The memories in a tear that falls from your eye
I feel you walking in the garden of my love
Praying those prayers meant only for me
I sing of your love like a sacred song from Heaven
O' my greatest purpose in life, never stray from me
I open the doors of my heart so our love can fly free
Like a beautiful Phoenix that rises from the ashes
The loneliness inside of you will disappear once again
Where only the colors of love will remain forever
And a golden chain will tightly bind our hearts together.


Kristy Raines was born in Oakland California, in the United States of America. She is a poet and author. Kristy has five books which have not yet been published. One with a prominent poet from India, and four of her own books, which she hopes will publish this year. She  has received many literary awards for her unique style of writing. Kristy is a former civil servant for the United States and later retired from the medical field.