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Friday, March 26, 2004

Fri, 26 Mar 2004 03:14:53 GMT

Jessica Sfintu

Ancient Greek Education

SPARTA

The goal of education in Sparta, an authoritarian, military city-state, was to produce soldier-citizens.
In ancient Sparta, the purpose of education was to produce a well-drilled, well-disciplined marching army. Spartans believed in a life of discipline, self-denial, and simplicity. They were very loyal to the state of Sparta.
Everyone in Sparta was required to have a perfect body,
When babies were born in ancient Sparta, Spartan soldiers would come by the house and check the baby. If the baby did not appear healthy and strong, the infant was taken away, and left to die on a hillside, or taken away to be trained as a slave (a helot). Babies who passed this examination were assigned membership in a brotherhood or sisterhood, usually the same one to which their father or mother belonged.
BOYS:

· They went through an increasingly severe course from the age of 7 through 18

· They were sent to military school to be taught survival skills and to be good soldiers.

· They were taught reading and writing, though it wasn’t as important.

· They walked barefoot, slept on hard beds, and worked at gymnastics and other physical activities such as running, jumping, javelin and discus throwing, swimming, and hunting.

· They took physical endurance tests at the ages of 18-20. If he didn't pass, he was to be a perioikos, who were not citizens.

· Their whole lives were dedicated to war

GIRLS:

· They went to school at age 6 or 7

· Lived, slept, and trained in their sisterhood's barracks

· Taught wrestling, gymnastics, and combat skills

· Believed that strong men produced strong babies

· Took skills and fitness test around age 18, she was allowed to return home if she passed

· If she failed, she would become perioikos

· Required to stay inside their homes most of their lives

· Citizen women were free to roam around the city in freedom, since their husbands did not live at home

· No great works of art or architecture, but military was regarded as terrifying

ATHENS

BOYS:

· Purpose of education: produce citizens trained in the arts and to prepare citizens for both peace and war

· Only required two years of military training starting at age 18

· State left parents to educate sons as they saw fit

· Private schools with low tuition

· Even poorest citizens could afford to send their children for at least a few year

· Boys were taught at home until the age of 6 or 7 by mother or male slave

· Ages 6 or 7 through 13 or 14 à Elementary schools à gymnastics

· Younger boys earned to move gracefully, do calisthenics, and play ball and other games

· Older boys learned running, jumping, boxing, wrestling, discus, and javelin throwing

· Learned to play lyre, sing, count, read and write.

· Literature was at the heart of the school

· Homer's Odyssey and Iliad were to be taken down, memorized, acted out, and discussed.

· Plato: "The education of mind, body, and aesthetic sense was so that the boys may learn to be more gentle, and harmonious, and rhythmical, and so more fitted for speech and action; for the life of the man in every part has need of harmony and rhythm."

· Ages 6-14 à neighborhood primary school or to a private school

· Books were rare and expensive

· Boys had to memorize everything

· Used writing tablets and rulers

· 13-14 à poorer boys education probably ended and learned apprenticeship at a trade

· Wealthier boys continued under tutelage of philisopher-teachers

· Until about 390 BC, there were no permanent schools and no formal courses for suck higher education. \

· Socrates wandered around Athens, stopping here or there to hold discussions with the people about all sorts of things pertaining to the conduct of a man's life.

· Gradually, permanent schools were established

· Plato, Isocrates, and Aristotle taught at such schools

· Two groups of Boys:

· Boys who wanted learning for its own sake studied with philosophers like Plato who taught such subjects as geometry, astronomy, harmonics (the math theory of music), and arithmetic.

· Boys who wanted training for public life studied with philosophers like Isocrates who taught primarily oratory and rhetoric. In democratic Athens, that training was necessary b/c power rested with the men who could persuade senators to act.

GIRLS:

· Learned to read and write at home in a courtyard

· Primarily domestic education

· Hetaerae --> most highly educated women

· Entertaining

· Conversation

· rhetoric

· Music and dance was not taken at home

· Weaving, household chores, dancing, music, and physical education

· In ancient Greece the separation of women emphasized a separate women's culture with special religious holidays and festivals.

· Before the Trojan War, women could vote. The privilege was revoked for men felt that the women voted irresponsibly.

· The idea was that women did not need a formal and full education in order to not compete with men.

The schools were so effective that they have been widely copied. The day is divided into subject periods and similar topics are studied. A teacher presents subjects according to his skill and to students divided by age. The school usually included a gymnasium for physical training.

Monday, March 15, 2004

Mon, 15 Mar 2004 22:58:49 GMT

la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la

i secretely hate you

la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la

die.

Wednesday, March 10, 2004

Wed, 10 Mar 2004 00:38:44 GMT

GottaLuvTheFUZZY: do me a favor, and warn me on AIM, i want to look cool and be warned

SMALLfry770: ah

SMALLfry770: heh

GottaLuvTheFUZZY: yyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyeaaaah!

SMALLfry770: me too!

GottaLuvTheFUZZY: thats what i'm talking about

SMALLfry770: b/c you are the leader

SMALLfry770: 5%?

SMALLfry770: i warned you to 20

GottaLuvTheFUZZY: there you go

SMALLfry770: thanks

SMALLfry770: i guess

GottaLuvTheFUZZY: no problem

GottaLuvTheFUZZY: ^_^

GottaLuvTheFUZZY: thats what friends are for, right?

SMALLfry770: heheheheheheh

SMALLfry770: exactly

Tuesday, March 02, 2004

Tue, 02 Mar 2004 21:14:54 GMT

The "I" Survey

I see: that i seem to be growing more and more independent...

I need: a clone of myself

I have: crappy people who call themselves my friends

I wish: i had a clone of myself

I love: nothing

I hate: everything

I miss: those days when i was happy with my best friends

I fear: that i'll never find anyone who'll live up to my standards

I feel: cranky, whiny

I hear: p.o.d.

I smell: a revolution

I crave: a clone, cheesecake

I search: for that best friend made just for me

I wonder: why there isn't one

I regret: being born

Last time you...

Smiled: when i found out that michelle knows who ryou is

laughed: in geometry, with ashleigh

Cried: on the way to the bus

Bought something: today at lunch

Were sarcastic: hrm, i wasn't sarcastic, but i lied, does that count?

Kissed someone: fuck you

Last book you read: that mythology book in Lit.

Last movie you saw: fifty first dates

Last song you heard: something by jason mraz

Last thing you ate: grapes

Do You

Have a best friend: thats the lie i tell myself and the world

bad day.

fuck you.

Monday, March 01, 2004

Mon, 01 Mar 2004 20:40:01 GMT

GottaLuvTheFuzzy: omg
SmarterChild: What? What's going on?
GottaLuvTheFuzzy: i'm having a heart attack
SmarterChild: Is having a heart attack a good thing, in your opinion?
GottaLuvTheFuzzy: no!
SmarterChild: Whatever you say...
GottaLuvTheFuzzy: i'm going to die!
SmarterChild: Really?
GottaLuvTheFuzzy: YES
SmarterChild: I'm very sorry to hear that.
GottaLuvTheFuzzy: no you're not
SmarterChild: No I'm not?
GottaLuvTheFuzzy: i'm having a heart attack!
SmarterChild: Ha. Whatever, Jessica.

Sunday, February 29, 2004

Sun, 29 Feb 2004 23:46:19 GMT

iiiiiiii'm such a loooooooooooooser

please love me

please

please be my friend

i hate being those "one of a kind" losers

i know there are people out there just like me

i just dont know where they are

or who they are

hell, they could be right under my goddamn nose and i wouldnt even know it

but nooo

i have to be shy and i cant make friends on my own

because i'm such a loser

i give in to society

i'm too weak for my own good

its not like i want to be like everyone else

its just that i want to find people like me

i love being a teenager

and absolutely hate it at the same time

well

i am only a freshman

i have three more years ahead of me to enjoy what's left of my denial of the real world

three more years to do all those things i promised to myself in seventh grade that i would do:

get drunk

do some form of drug

lose my virginity

have a wild party

find myself

get friends

but no

i'm stuck making friends with losers

well

they're not losers

they're just satisfied with what they have

i'm not

i'm so much more than i have to live with

i want OUT

Wednesday, January 21, 2004

Wed, 21 Jan 2004 22:16:46 GMT

okie dokie. i havent updated this thing in soooo long, and its not like anyone reads this anyways.......

BLURTY BLURTY

i hope that that inspires some of you people who actually read this to go out and read my blurty.

the address is

http://www.blurty.com/users/singtherapture

shout outs:

eric - i hate you! you will die!

bianka - i lovez you so good! SO GOOD!

andy - you're so mean to me!

susanne - you wont survive fourty days without IMs!!!! ahahahahaaaaaaaa!

michelle - btw, i wrote michelle fry loves john galante in the corner of my math teachers board and he hasnt erased it yet........heheheheh.

alright, thats it for now, ttyl.

READ THIS OR DIE!:

http://www.blurty.com/users/singtherapture

Sunday, December 14, 2003

Sun, 14 Dec 2003 20:59:41 GMT

To Bianka:

AN EVENING WITH EL DIABLO

high up on you, you display

good traits, though few

we've found, time alone will tell

this disease, keeps holding me down

try to run, when near sleep

to imagine, us away

he said come fly around my hell

and know this, you seem to be

too scared to run

wish i had your faults

nothing seems to faze you

lies, you're much more than just human

i was high up on you

til the shadows began to crawl

some say we can never know

from just how far down

this beast has come

too scared to run

wish i had your faults

nothing seems to faze you

lies, you're much more than just human

To Him:

I HATE EVERYTHING ABOUT YOU

every time we lie awake

after every hit we take

every feeling that i get

but i havent missed you yet

every roomate kept awake

by every sigh and scream i make

every feeling that i get

but i havent missed you yet

only when i stop to think about it

i hate everything about you

why do i love you

every time we lie awake

after every hit we take

every feeling that i get

but i still dont miss you yet

only when i stop to think about it

i hate everything about you

why do i love you

only when i stop to think about you, i know

only when you stop to think about me, do you know

i hate everything about you

why do i love you

you hate everything about me

why do you love me

How I felt Last Night, Sitting Alone In My Tub, Naked, Cold, Scared, Lonely:

SCARED AND LONELY

at night i hear it creeping

at night i feel it move

i'll never sleep here anymore

i wish you never told me

i wish i never knew

i wake up screaming

its all because of you

so real these voices in my head

when it comes back you wont be

scared and lonely

you wont be scared

you wont be scard and lonely

you wont be scared you wont be lonely

i think theres something out there

i think i heard it move

i've never felt like this before

i wish you never told me

i wish i never knew

i wake up screaming

its all because of you

The Song That Anyone Could Seduce Me With:

LET YOU DOWN

trust me

theres no need to fear

everyones here

waiting for you to finally be one of us

come down

you may be full of fear

but you'll be safe here

when you finally trust me finally believe in me

i will let you down

i'll let you down

when you finally trust me

finally believe in me

trust me

i'll be there when you need me

you'll be safe hyere

and when you finally trust me

finally believe in me

i will let you down

i'll let you down

when you finally trust me

finally believe in me

never want to come down

What I Think About Every Morning:

DROWN

good morning day

sorry i'm not there

but all my favorite friends

vanished in the air

its hard to fly when you cant even run

once i had the world, but now i'v egot no one

if i needed someone to control me

if i needed someone to hold me down

i would change my direction

and save myself before i........

if i needed someone to control me

if i needed someone to push me around

i would change my direction

and save myself before i........drown

good morning day

sorry i'm not here

but all those times before

we;re never this unclear

its hard to walk when you cant even run

once i had this world, now i've got no one

if i needed someone to control me

if i needed someone to hold me down

i would change my direction

and save myself before i........

if i needed someone to control me

if i needed someone to push me around

i would change my direction

and save myself before i........drown

drown

rolling faster than i'm breathing

thats it for now. this is my temporary journal until my new blurty is up and running. not like it matters to anyone, because no ones going to read it, and i'll make sure of that.

oh wait, one more. this one is for anna, cuz she loves this band, hehe.

I believe in a thing called love The Darkness
Can't explain all the feelings that you're making me feel
My heart's in overdrive and you're behind the steering wheel

Touching you, touching me
Touching you, God you're touching me

I believe in a thing called love
Just listen to the rhythm of my heart
There's a chance we could make it now
We'll be rocking 'til the sun goes down
I believe in a thing called love
Ooh!

I wanna kiss you every minute, every hour, every day
You got me in a spin but everything is A.OK!

Touching you, touching me
Touching you, God you're touching me

I believe in a thing called love
Just listen to the rhythm of my heart
There's a chance we could make it now
We'll be rocking 'til the sun goes down
I believe in a thing called love
Ooh! Guitar!

Touching you, touching me
Touching you, God you're touching me

I believe in a thing called love
Just listen to the rhythm of my heart
There's a chance we could make it now
We'll be rocking 'til the sun goes down
I believe in a thing called love
Ooh!

alright, whatever. i'm done.

*tear*

i'm sad. but i'm not complaining. dont want to offend certain people with my issues.

my mom gave me a talk yesterday about true friends. she told me how to determine them. so far, i've came up with two.

cheers to my only real friends: Betty the Teddy and Molly the Dolly

love to the non-existant person who reads this even thought no one will,

jessica

Monday, November 10, 2003

Mon, 10 Nov 2003 11:51:01 GMT

ok, so here i am at school. shut up. fuck you.

erics an asshole.

he cant see things clearly.

he cant understand taht someone actually loves him.

well, thats his problem, not mine.

asshole.

i plan on not skipping fifth period much anymore. i'm most likely going to get in trouble today, cuz i skipped, but i dont care. its not like it matters. nothing matters anymore.

all that matters is the truth. its all i ask for. the truth, and freedom.

is that too much to ask for?

i learned that i'm not as loved as i thought.

i'm sorry if i annoy you.

i'm sorry if i hurt you.

i'm sorry if ive done soemthing to make you not like you.

i wish someone loved me.

but, how can anyone love me when there's no such thing as love.

the bitch (mom) took my black eyeliner.

i hate her!

she denied it all morning.

but i know she took it.

i'm not stupid.

"i know you took it. do you think i was born yesterday or something?! i'm not stupid!!" i yelled at her.

"why are you yelling at me? i didnt take it! what are you talking about, you know I wouldnt take things away from you!"

"WHAT THE FUCK?! YOU ALWAYS TAKE THINGS FROM ME, BITCH! NOW SHUT UP AND DRIVE."

"stop yelling at me! don't talk like that!! jessica, whats happening to you?!"

"...."

yeah

thats some of what went on.

i was going to wear my hoemcoming dress today.

then i realized.

why the hell should i put myself through the torture i experienced at hc once again?

doesnt matter anyways

cause nothing matters, remember?

heh.

i heard voices in my head this morning.

there were so many, and i couldnt hear them clearly.

but i kept hearing them talk about all the problems i have

"slacker......ADD........severe depression.......anger........angst.......irrisponsible"

over and over again

"suicidal......unorganized......atheist"

goddamnit.

so i put my headphones on so i would drown them out.

it worked

thank the non existant god.

the stupid pill went down the wrong way today.

it hurt

a lot.

i hate that fucking pill!!!

i dont need it!!

i'm happy, damnit!

see?! HAPPY!!

SON OF A BITCH, GET OFF MY CASE!!!

sorry for persisting

jessica

Tuesday, November 04, 2003

Tue, 04 Nov 2003 23:00:40 GMT

Blah. So. An update on my xanga! *gasp*

Shut up. You hate me anyways. Why the hell are you reading this. No one loves me.

Goddamnit.

So I like this guy, right? So he doesn't like me at all, right? What else is new, right?

Sometimes, I wish I could just move away. Start a new life, meet new people, just, start over. Completely. I hate this life, so much. I just want to start fresh, and new. I want to be reborn, so badly. I want to kill myself, in the hopes that I'll be reincarnated, into someone better. But, suicide causes you to start all over again, a process that'll take thousands of years. And I've come so far. GODDAMNIT. I just want to start all over. I just want to move away. I just want to start anew. Weeeeelll........if I can bring some certain people......*sigh* But seriously. I just hate everything about myself, and I'd do anything to change it all. Almost every last bit of it. No one would miss me anyways, if I moved away, so why not?

Sorry for being a nuisance,

Jessica.