<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><rss xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" xmlns:openSearch="http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/" xmlns:blogger="http://schemas.google.com/blogger/2008" xmlns:georss="http://www.georss.org/georss" xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0" version="2.0"><channel><atom:id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3308327810840601959</atom:id><lastBuildDate>Thu, 19 Sep 2024 12:41:58 +0000</lastBuildDate><title>EduCare Diary</title><description>School,Education for kids,Kindergarten students,Preschool students,Educare at home,Mother&#39;s matters,Educational Psychology,Computer technology for kids,Kindergarten teacher,Kids healthcare,Game for kids,Language education for kids,school Clas</description><link>http://educarediary.blogspot.com/</link><managingEditor>noreply@blogger.com (Children’s EduCare)</managingEditor><generator>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>9</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3308327810840601959.post-6701608805856113301</guid><pubDate>Sat, 09 Feb 2008 16:23:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-12-11T06:15:08.447+07:00</atom:updated><title>Playhouse Disney Channel For My Toddlers</title><description>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.disneychannel-asia.com/DisneyChannel/playhouse/&quot;&gt;&lt;img id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5165017518634093570&quot; style=&quot;FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhSm3U1pq1spY_1w_Hr-vv0s8yAEnXFoiEr-zyBAh12UAbwzShoP-g85b2aYLGd_2LEB0HwuATyIxcEoGBp6I3smg48Dncfzf4OlTh06g42XNJ1Xal_heXyj9fn7K40_NlcmRxbmvb24i0/s320/playhouse+disney.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Today I’m still on Chinese New Year vacation. As usual my daughters like to watch TV. We subscribe to a TV cable at home. One of their menus is &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.disneychannel-asia.com/DisneyChannel/playhouse/&quot;&gt;Playhouse Disney Channel&lt;/a&gt;. It’s my daughters’ favorite channel &amp;amp; really suitable for children on their age. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After some months the adult people at home start to feel bored because this channel shows the same films again &amp;amp; again. But because of this repetition my 3-year-old lady can memorize many English words or phrases easily. To tell you the truth I never teach English to my children although I’m an English teacher. From this TV my children can study English in a fun way &amp;amp; without pressure&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://educarediary.blogspot.com/2008/02/playhouse-disney-channel-for-my.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Children’s EduCare)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhSm3U1pq1spY_1w_Hr-vv0s8yAEnXFoiEr-zyBAh12UAbwzShoP-g85b2aYLGd_2LEB0HwuATyIxcEoGBp6I3smg48Dncfzf4OlTh06g42XNJ1Xal_heXyj9fn7K40_NlcmRxbmvb24i0/s72-c/playhouse+disney.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3308327810840601959.post-4985759695214396665</guid><pubDate>Thu, 07 Feb 2008 15:45:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-12-11T06:15:08.681+07:00</atom:updated><title>Comfortable Cheap Shoes</title><description>&lt;a href=&quot;http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Shoes&quot;&gt;&lt;img id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5164268403181831698&quot; style=&quot;FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgbh14lPRsYXHEx3BGTvNYqVvRiZgHpULCEeb9TId2fHa7cEVx2Y1OtJ0qMST-qrR-AOsmN3O5sg8TcKOpQy4ez_v4Mys_J2JvHR0n6OlHtpHyOiXWXgcqDZTh9iS1jYwqEcP4Vi6VFgSw/s320/180px-Shoes_in_the_grass.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Today I, my husband &amp;amp; my first daughter go to a big &lt;a href=&quot;http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Market&quot;&gt;market&lt;/a&gt; in East Jakarta. I want to buy plastic&lt;a href=&quot;http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Shoes&quot;&gt; shoes&lt;/a&gt;. Since its rainy season now I think it’s suitable to wear plastic &lt;a href=&quot;http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Shoes&quot;&gt;shoes&lt;/a&gt; in the rain. I don’t have to wash my &lt;a href=&quot;http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Shoes&quot;&gt;shoes&lt;/a&gt; everyday, I just have to wipe them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I buy a pair of&lt;a href=&quot;http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Shoes&quot;&gt; shoes &lt;/a&gt;for me &amp;amp; a pair for my big girl. She looks so happy with her &lt;a href=&quot;http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Shoes&quot;&gt;shoes&lt;/a&gt;. At first I don’t want to buy them for her because I think cheap&lt;a href=&quot;http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Shoes&quot;&gt; shoes &lt;/a&gt;are not comfortable for children. But after we go home my big girl don’t want to put them off. She dances with her&lt;a href=&quot;http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Shoes&quot;&gt; shoes&lt;/a&gt;, wears them when she’s playing, watching TV &amp;amp; eating. She really loves them &amp;amp; she says to our servant her &lt;a href=&quot;http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Shoes&quot;&gt;shoes &lt;/a&gt;are soft.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I think expensive &lt;a href=&quot;http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Shoes&quot;&gt;shoes&lt;/a&gt; are the ones that comforting children. Apparently the low-prized ones are too. Trust me.</description><link>http://educarediary.blogspot.com/2008/02/comfortable-cheap-shoes.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Children’s EduCare)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgbh14lPRsYXHEx3BGTvNYqVvRiZgHpULCEeb9TId2fHa7cEVx2Y1OtJ0qMST-qrR-AOsmN3O5sg8TcKOpQy4ez_v4Mys_J2JvHR0n6OlHtpHyOiXWXgcqDZTh9iS1jYwqEcP4Vi6VFgSw/s72-c/180px-Shoes_in_the_grass.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3308327810840601959.post-5469777045254646216</guid><pubDate>Wed, 06 Feb 2008 15:40:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-12-11T06:15:08.881+07:00</atom:updated><title>Let Them Think &amp; Do by Themselves (06.02.08)</title><description>&lt;a href=&quot;http://tcdsb.org/&quot;&gt;&lt;img id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163897978890030930&quot; style=&quot;FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhcK420qMHtA_8s8z9OowdLcbnyGf9smHmcxC9Lg2lPyH8LqNr9RFsu2Jwhkt8Va_2iDEw5EcHLamZWrrr0NaUSUQ6Us47gkj7bbWbUl6hxavrekNnKGR5kIR7to83uvyHbs_YL1z07aZU/s320/tcdsb.org.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We have a very difficult student in the class. He entered our school on Play Group level, now he sits on Kindergarten B level. He is a good looking little guy actually but so difficult to be understood. He paid less attention than other students. He didn’t do the tasks seriously. He kicked &amp;amp; punched his friends without feeling guilty. He used dirty words when he got angry. He didn’t like to listen to us, his teachers. The only 1 cause we know is that his mom spoiled him so much. His mom always accompanied him to school, brought his bag &amp;amp; said ‘yes’ to everything he wanted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nowadays he comes alone to school. We see there is a very big change. He can be more serious in class. He works harder for the assignments. He becomes nicer to friends. He listens when we talk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes we think our presence around our children can be a good atmosphere for them. Apparently it’s not always. There are some times when we must let them think &amp;amp; do by themselves. It trains them know, understand &amp;amp; decide the good &amp;amp; the bad.</description><link>http://educarediary.blogspot.com/2008/02/let-them-think-do-by-themselves-060208.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Children’s EduCare)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhcK420qMHtA_8s8z9OowdLcbnyGf9smHmcxC9Lg2lPyH8LqNr9RFsu2Jwhkt8Va_2iDEw5EcHLamZWrrr0NaUSUQ6Us47gkj7bbWbUl6hxavrekNnKGR5kIR7to83uvyHbs_YL1z07aZU/s72-c/tcdsb.org.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3308327810840601959.post-731363504161348263</guid><pubDate>Tue, 05 Feb 2008 15:33:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-12-11T06:15:09.067+07:00</atom:updated><title>A Child is the Strongest Person in Sickness (05.02.08)</title><description>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://hk.dhamma.org/&quot;&gt;&lt;img id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163522117712023362&quot; style=&quot;FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjIzUHCWm9tOS6B3zyfn8lRVEp8iCRjXOutMp8tQTvH4pM-nQrTbMjHIFnpcERzC79fqtd_pDCMScy6VHeKVDNc8-goAzq-rrDF4mwRCtmmskANX3urLrvTGCRiEc_G_W1XRwMiys7tlHU/s320/hk.dhamma.org.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I have analyzed this for a very long time… A &lt;a href=&quot;http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Child&quot;&gt;child&lt;/a&gt; is the strongest person in sickness. I have a pretty &lt;a href=&quot;http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Female&quot;&gt;female&lt;/a&gt; student, yesterday I heard that on Sunday she fell from her bed &amp;amp; she sprained her ankle. She is not a spoiled &lt;a href=&quot;http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Girl&quot;&gt;girl&lt;/a&gt;. She comes to school bravely though we can see that she still feels the pain. She still can not walk normally but she doesn’t complain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today we notice that every time she sits on her chair she grimaces in pain. We warn her not to be too active but she still walks around the class happily. I always want to learn from a child that if I get sick I try to smile &amp;amp; ignore it as it is not a very big burden. &lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://educarediary.blogspot.com/2008/02/child-is-strongest-person-in-sickness.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Children’s EduCare)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjIzUHCWm9tOS6B3zyfn8lRVEp8iCRjXOutMp8tQTvH4pM-nQrTbMjHIFnpcERzC79fqtd_pDCMScy6VHeKVDNc8-goAzq-rrDF4mwRCtmmskANX3urLrvTGCRiEc_G_W1XRwMiys7tlHU/s72-c/hk.dhamma.org.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3308327810840601959.post-2179991117831096811</guid><pubDate>Mon, 04 Feb 2008 15:10:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-02-04T22:11:27.452+07:00</atom:updated><title>Difficult to find milk (04.02.08)</title><description>I give my babies inexpensive milk. We never think that giving them the expensive ones is the guarantee of making them brighter or healthier. Their pediatrician once said that it’s only a matter of advertising &amp;amp; packing. Sometimes at the beginning of the month like now it’s difficult to find that milk in the supermarket, maybe because it’s a low-priced product.</description><link>http://educarediary.blogspot.com/2008/02/difficult-to-find-milk-040208.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Children’s EduCare)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3308327810840601959.post-6046437569561432223</guid><pubDate>Mon, 04 Feb 2008 15:09:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-02-04T22:10:48.901+07:00</atom:updated><title>Sunday Morning at home (03.02.08)</title><description>It’s a cloudy day today. Last night it’s raining very hard. This morning I make chocolate jelly for my daughters in the kitchen, its’ their favorite homemade snack. As usual my big girl is curious to what I do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She’s 3 &amp;amp; she wants to do things by herself. She also likes helping us. She helps to close her sister’s bottle, she helps to bring her sister’s meal to the baby chair, she helps to open her sister’s diapers, etc. If we, the adults, take over those things she will get angry &amp;amp; she will redo them.</description><link>http://educarediary.blogspot.com/2008/02/sunday-morning-at-home-030208.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Children’s EduCare)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3308327810840601959.post-8944159699415348411</guid><pubDate>Sun, 03 Feb 2008 05:15:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-02-03T12:16:17.127+07:00</atom:updated><title>My daughters today (02.02.08)</title><description>Today I stay at home. My first daughter is going out of town with my parents. I play with my baby daughter in the bedroom. I think having a daughter or a son (like my sister) is the same. My baby girl likes jumping &amp;amp; rolling around on the bed, sometimes I almost get heart attack when she almost fall. My parents have 8 children, none of us is calm, it’s a miracle that they still have healthy hearts until now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When my big girl comes home the atmosphere is complete. She’s always excited to be together with me, her father &amp;amp; her little sister. Sometimes her cheerful voice is annoying, but it’s nice to know the reason.</description><link>http://educarediary.blogspot.com/2008/02/my-daughters-today-020208.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Children’s EduCare)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3308327810840601959.post-6143475406533594773</guid><pubDate>Sun, 03 Feb 2008 05:09:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-02-03T12:15:17.156+07:00</atom:updated><title>A busy rainy day at school (01.02.08)</title><description>Dear Diary,&lt;br /&gt;Today is my first day in this blog. I went to the kindergarten where I work this morning as usual. It’s a hard rainy day. My teaching partner is absent today. I have to deal with the administration stuffs first and deal with the problems usually happen inside or outside the class when it’s raining.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First, talkative students chitchatted louder because it’s raining outside. Second, the students of the other class couldn’t sit nicely in the library because playing &amp;amp; fighting are more interesting. Third, a student slipped &amp;amp; fell on the floor, then she cried &amp;amp; we took care of her pain. Fourth, a student played in the rain and was found when all his clothes were already wet, 2 minutes later his mother picked him up. It’s a very busy day, but it’s fun to be involved in this crazy matters.</description><link>http://educarediary.blogspot.com/2008/02/busy-rainy-day-at-school-010208.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Children’s EduCare)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3308327810840601959.post-8115367060196890563</guid><pubDate>Tue, 29 Jan 2008 05:45:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-01-29T12:48:07.035+07:00</atom:updated><title>A lovely world called Children Education</title><description>&lt;span style=&quot;&quot;&gt;Hi everybody! I’m a new comer in the blogging world. I’m a woman who really concern about early childhood education. Since I myself have two little daughters in the toddler age and I work as&lt;span style=&quot;&quot;&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;a Kindergarten teacher I want to share my experiences in education.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;    &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;&quot;&gt;At first I have no idea about blogging. I used internet just for sending e-mail or chatting with friends. I also didn’t really care about cyber stuffs. I was just interested to education especially for children.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;&quot;&gt;Since I got pregnant &amp;amp; I realized that God trust me to have a child, I found myself to be more attracted to children’s development. As a teacher I’m not only take care of other people’s children formal education but I also involved to their world, how they think about something, how they face other people, the way they solve their problems, etc. It’s always interesting!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;&quot;&gt;When I delivered my first baby I started to pay more attention to her growth. I always make sure that she gets good education from what she sees, she feels, and she explores. It’s not an easy thing in the process of giving proper education for a child. Sometimes we find that we can not always filter what she gets from things around her, people she meets &amp;amp; after she experiences something.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;&quot;&gt;Now I make a conclusion that it’s always fun to attent a child’s world. Of course it also can not be separated from her or his education. And I really love to share this world because it’s a very lovely world!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://educarediary.blogspot.com/2008/01/lovely-world-called-children-education.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Children’s EduCare)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item></channel></rss>