In the quiet hush of night, Where moonbeams cast a silver light, My dreams awaken, softly bloom, In the corners of my room.
They drift on whispers, gentle breeze, Through endless skies, across the seas, In colors vivid, bright and bold, In stories yet to be told.
A castle perched on clouds so high, A meadow where the fairies fly, A world where wishes all come true, And every day begins anew.
In dreams, I dance on stardust trails, I ride the wings of mystic whales, I chase the dawn, embrace the night, In realms of pure, unfiltered light.
No limits bind, no fears confine, In this sacred, endless shrine, Where hope and wonder intertwine, In the garden of my mind.
Though waking hours may be gray, In dreams, the world is far away, A place where all my heart’s desires, Ignite like everlasting fires.
So I close my eyes with sweet embrace, And journey to that secret place, Where dreams are real and life’s a gleam, In the boundless realm of my dreams.
Usmonova O’giloy Gulomjon qizi was born on October 7, 2009. She is currently a 10th-grade student at the Is’hoqxon Ibrat Creative School. She is fluent in Uzbek, English, Russian, and Korean.
XƏTRINNT OF MY LOVE
Let me bend my love into your love,
Let it not be based on the pleasure of my love,
Let me give up on love, let me not hear,
Don't let it be based on the pleasure of my love!
Take away the ovary of my heart,
Your capacity is abundant, remember me,
Let it snow, rain, shine in the sun,
Don't let it be based on the pleasure of my love!
You are my hearth of hope, my trust,
O poet to my life, I know the feeling,
Everyday the wind blows into my soul,
Don't let it be based on the pleasure of my love!
Let me close your eyes, let me look at you,
From the demand, you become bored, you become embroidered,
My dear, let me be your blessing for life,
Don't let it be based on the pleasure of my love!
ISTURUM, MY OWN COUNTRY, WHERE I WAS BORN
Yad, I have no eyes on Özzgən's soil,
I want my own homeland where I was born.
O I who turn back and forth in the land,
I want my own homeland where I was born.
I don't want grapes, hazelnuts, pomegranate vineyards,
The heart desires the sky plateau, the mountain of shish,
The land to which I speak, my shadow falls,
I want my own homeland where I was born.
Flowers would grow on my lawn,
There the nightingale sang more loudly,
My thighs would kiss my lips,
I want my own homeland where I was born.
Əsən mehi shallow pull telimə,
Its origins are sometimes different,
Waterfalls rose into my slice,
I want my own homeland where I was born.
At the end of the article, we would flee to the pasture,
We had learned to bala-yaga, to ski,
The tulip gave color to the cheeks,
I want my own homeland where I was born.
I was a mother, my mother was there too,
My will was sensitive to my eyes,
My prince would wash my feet,
I want my own homeland where I was born.
I was valuable in my hand, and in myself,
That's why I said "homeland",
Wherever I look, the sign is in my eye,
I want my own homeland where I was born.
Quickly turn away, let the son go to longing,
My heart is in need of attention, compassion,
I'm sorry, what's your name, fame,
I want my own homeland where I was born.
CARRYING THIS SPIRIT WE ARE NOT COLLAPSING A NATION
Envər Pasha of our Turan army,
Look at the power of his love,
His love is across the seas, over the mountains,
This spirituality is only Turkish!
He gave great importance to the nation and the country,
Joined in jihad, escaped from the flames,
“Transformation as a victorious commander,
Or let me be a martyr!” - choose your slogan!
Time colliding in the room,
The letter he wrote to Nacibé Sultan,
Even though the sultan's heart was saddened at that moment,
It has become a source of pride for a lifetime!
“I love you, my praises Raise me with my job!”- he wrote,
“Write the names of the villages in history,
Martyrdom is a mark!” - wrote...
“To protect our country from the enemy,
Mustafa Kamala, possible help,
The day that should be from him,
“One dimension, my sons!”
The one that comes to life before your eyes,
He kissed her gentle fingers and left...
The one that makes hearts happy when you remember it,
He entrusted tomorrow to God...
A mill carrying this spirit has collapsed,
And your truth guides, the path they follow!
It precipitates the oil, but it does not absorb much of it,
As long as there is one mill and two states!
He joined the Turan party,
Now what kind of Pasha has arrived?
The great men of Great Turkestan,
Come on, Victory, our heads are high!
THE ROLE OF CURRICULUM, SYLLABUS IN TEACHING LANGUAGE EFFECTIVELY
Annotation: Syllabus plays great role in teaching effectively. Curriculum includes syllabus, course programs instructions. The purpose of creating objective oriented syllabus is to support teacher and serve to reach goal. The syllabus and curriculum given above are well designed and the format is clear and consistent.
The main objectives are: to improve communicative competence in order to acquire daily, specific, and academic knowledge and can use them for their future occupation. Requirements and outcomes are also listed. The content of the subject is also widely explained. The course schedule is fully articulated and logically sequenced. The class length is 102 hours for a year, three times a week.
Summary: Per topic has required hours, and level A1+. It would be better if they have more classes. I think five times a week helps students learn easily and productively. Course begins in September and finishes in May. Each class is namely mentioned and addressed positively. The rights and responsibilities of both student and school are clearly defined. The students levels are clearly described ( A1, A2, B1, B2, C1, C2). The curriculum was made strong enough, enrich with consistent topics, the link between previous and coming topic is not lost. Unfortunately, syllabus does not include teaching methods.
In my opinion syllabus should define various teaching methods, because during class, teacher can apply some activities, and she should address to syllabus not other resources. Course schedule does not include extra topics or materials except required course textbooks and readings. Instructor who is going to have a class should be armed with sufficient materials, because our generation are going to be more clever than us. If class finishes earlier all exercise or the received reading materials don’t conform to students` level in that case teacher should not be in trouble. In such situation teacher should evaluate situation exactly.
Another drawback is all assignments are linked with a specific course objectives and outcomes are likely to provide sufficient evidence to adequately assess each objective. The syllabus doesn’t contain home works or home reading tasks. Because each student has textbook and at the end of the class there is home work part and it is given by symbol. There is assessing system but there is not any recommendation or list of teaching methods when the class is seemed mixed. The diversity of students make teacher to consider applying another method or change to new one. In this condition teacher should hold various pedagogic methods for different level students. Assignments don’t define and don’t offer any rubric.
Because for school students the tasks are not challenging. I think the homework part should be more critical and more individual. Because most of the students copy from peers, exercise can be copies. In that case tasks could have some description for the task. The curriculum does not offer rubrics for assignments even for college or university. The policies for missing exam, assignments are not given.
Attendance requirements and lateness policies are not clearly explained. In syllabus should be the part which devoted to attendance. Unfortunately the syllabus has not such parts. However syllabus is free of grammatical and spelling mistakes. The curriculum is tested then sent to schools to apply. It passed through long way of experiment however it has some shortage. These shortages should be improved and eliminated. Some teachers besides me complain of syllabus design and content materials. While conducting the class I really avoid using textbook materials. I can apply some of them but not all of given. Because the world is improving and teaching techniques as well. So teachers should utilize more ICT to reach goal. the importance of technology is huge and productive.
Young generation interest in presentations, video materials and the latest news. Today teacher should be aware of using and applying vision materials during the class. Teacher is not supplied with vision materials and interactive methods. Some teachers adopted to this situation and they stopped working on their selves and stopped look critically toward occupation. This kind of problems can cause failure of education institutes especially harms school esteem. Since the school should serve as a foundation and bring up students. If the teacher can not navigate student to proper direction or cannot motivate and can not define the objectives and can not deliver to all participants, they may think English is just compulsory subject and do it only for requirement. If the teachers work on their selves the audience can evaluate their hard working.
Conclusion: Teacher should provide with different colors, avoids of boring activities. So the syllabus should provide with additional materials. In some places the connection to access some internet sites are really bad, furthermore teachers are occupied with a lot of paper works and lessons. I strongly recommend to advice teachers more pedagogical methods and supply with vision, audio materials. English is not theoretical subject and related more to practice. At the end of the syllabus the reference part also mentioned and list of experts also. The syllabus is in use and working well. The content topics are properly chosen and coincide with students level that’s why I didn’t change any. The topics are usual daily themes, which are conform to students competence. The syllabus has strong sense, still some above mentioned parts should be improved.
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Fairy
When I was quite young, in grade school, homosexuality was invisible and mute and shrouded in a cloak of secrecy. Most children my age understood it not at all. Only very rarely, would an adult refer to a putative "not-quite-right" character as a “Fairy.” In my mind at the time, fairies frolicked with the brownies and the leprechauns through verdant forests and meadows.
Later, when I attended middle school, at which time sexual awareness became manifest, homosexuals were heartily reviled, the objects of scorn and hostility--the “other.” If a child of that era were mentally defective--labelled at the time as retarded--he was often subject not only to bullying, but to malice and isolation as well, and was called “Queer,” which was a catchall word for the disaffected.
When at last I reached high school, during the 1960s, the term “fag” came into vogue and was levied by boys and girls, athletes and non-athletes (the freaks) alike. Girls who would not put out were lumped into the “Lezzy” dustbin of life. Clearly, it was thought, there must be something very wrong with these sexually stunted young girls.
In college, (the 1970s) the liberal, enlightened teachers and their student acolytes often advocated for these alienated persons and heralded the newly christened “Gays” as quite upstanding men and the “Lesbians,” their female counterparts, as exemplary as well. This was not the mainstream attitude toward these individuals; to many, both outside and inside the walls of academia, homosexuals remained queer or faggot or even worse. Little attention was paid to the gradations of sexual reality; everything was still discussed in terms of male and female. Cis and dysphoria were far in the future. Which of course left many people out. A presumptive intellectualism was bestowed upon them. “Rubyfruit Jungle” found itself on college reading lists in 1973, followed by “Tales of the City,” “Dream of a Common Language” and others.
But one time, at my university, a wide spectrum of sexual “others” gave a public forum on their sexual identities and the undercurrent of discrimination against them. It was a courageous effort. The panel was heatedly assailed by an array of mostly African American women who discounted any bias the others had suffered, as just. When a transsexual said that he was in a homosexual relationship, one woman screamed, “Why don’t you make up your mind?” Another shouted, “I like dick!” to thunderous applause from the audience. Okay, so not everyone at university was enlightened.
After graduation, now free of the regimentation and bureaucracy of school, I explored the regimentation and bureaucracy of the world of employment. I witnessed discrimination, by both management and labor, against both male and female non-heterosexuals. Homosexuality was not generally given as the reason for the discharge, though everyone knew the truth. It was not until well into the 21st century that it became illegal to fire an employee based on the issue of sexual identity (June, 2020). Like any other segment of society, sex-based minorities have had to fight for their rights.
I have had many LGBTQ associates, acquaintances and friends, housemates, fellow students and colleagues over the course of the last 60 years. And I admit that my own attitudes toward LGBTQ individuals, in terms of their rights, responsibilities and merit, have evolved. Society at long last has embraced the efforts of LGBTQ people to attain the rights and recognition so long denied them. My experience, by definition, has been only anecdotal, but I likewise stand behind the LGBTQ community in attaining their long overdue respect and self-actualization.
Brute Questions of the Hour
The emptiness of age engulfs me now often,
With the fear of immortality of my own image-
And the world moves in the pursuit of happiness,
To embark on a profession including a sage!
A spirit that never grieves nor hopes for anything,
But promulgates enviable brutal and tattered law-
Will blow out the lights of fairness and justice,
Slanted back on an anvil to hammer out a flaw!
World’s daring greed may originate on the cobwebs,
And trace the stars, or haunt the heaven for the power-
But the question remains: Is it the dream of eternity,
And needs to be rejuvenated by a heavenly shower?
In the event of a whirlwind, protest turns into prophecy,
Profaned, plundered, and disenchanted for sure-
And the times’ tragedy will be napping in aches,
While the rift of dusk and dawn will never cure!
Power and greed have made the world a platform of war,
And the humanity bereaves in brooding silence and fear-
While the thoughts about immortality have come to a halt,
Ans the fangs of distortion and terrorism swallow the tear,
How will the future reckon and reflect with the man,
Against irreconciliation and brute questions of the hour-
And the dumb terror will rise and crawl to rule the world,
From the peaks of only artificial intelligence (AI) tower!!
“Milestone”
December 26, 2023Hillol Ray, D.Litt., Ph.D. (Doctor of Humanity), D.Phil. (Theology), Ph.D. (Honoris Causa), D.Phil. (Nigeria), D.Litt. (Morocco), Poet Laureate, Author, Translator, is an Environmental Engineer with the U.S. Environmental Protection Agency (EPA) in Dallas, Texas. He is listed in Who’s Who in Asian-Americans, Marquis Who’s Who in America, Who’s Who in Science and Engineering, and Who’s Who in the World. His books “Wings of Time” and “Metamorphic Portrait” were recently released.
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I'm the happiest in the world
I'm the happiest in the world,
Also I have everything.
I'm the richest in the world,
Life is interesting.
I have a lot of friends,
All of them kind to me.
And I've family members.
We make the best family.
If I study in Ibrat school,
I will be a good person.
I'll service my motherland,
I will get much education.
I'm the happiest in the world,
Also I have everything.
I'm the richest in the world,
Life is interesting.
Shaxzoda Abdullayeva was born on February 8, 2008, in Namangan. She is currently a student at the Is’hoqxon Ibrat Creative School. She speaks Russian, English, and Korean. Her creative works have been published in numerous international newspapers and journals.
A gift from Allah, bestowed upon me My kind, caring, second mother, you see My angel, my equal, my one and only May my children be like you, so holy
Your lessons, a whole world’s passion ignite You spread the light of knowledge, shining bright Pen and paper, never from your hand they stray You opened the minds of your students, come what may
When you speak of Hilola, the teacher so grand Students hearts fill with joy, hand in hand All gather before your door, a happy band Waiting with anticipation, for you to command
You dedicate your love, to books and to lore Immediately, you begin to impart, evermore Anything we ask, you teach with such grace Leading us to lofty heights, to a promising place
You work tirelessly, for your students’ sake Benefiting humanity, day and night, awake Sometimes, you lose track of time’s fleeting flight Yet, you spread knowledge, with all your might
A star in the world, a sun in the sky Your worth we cannot measure, how can we try? Forgive us, foolish ones, for our blind sight But you have endured, with all your might
We bow our heads, before your love so true Tears, though few, come forth, a heartfelt view The foundation of your wisdom, we have built No stone can now be placed, our minds have been filled
We longed for brighter days, with hearts so true Those days have come, dear teacher, thanks to you For us, you’ve suffered, with unwavering grace Our fortunes smile, because of you, in this space
You’re a generous soul, selfless and kind My mother, my father, my dear one, you’re enshrined Your name, a legend, on everyone’s tongue My heaven, my angel, for your presence, I’m sung
Sobirjonova Rayhona was born in Bukhara. Currently, she is a 9th grade student.
