Suffering

It cannot treat all the equal sufferings, this because any person whom she deals with human suffering knows of this. You have a picture where the phenomenon of burnout occurs more or less systematically that it implies in the suffering. The citizen wants to educate and it does not obtain. … then it suffers because he does not obtain to educate right.

This implies more suffering and goes in a spiral and goes increasing, increasing and increasing. Sucintamente, what it intervenes with burnout, that is, in its incidence in greater or minor degree? Wanderlei Codo? The studies that people have fact, have shown that everything that happens in the education intervenes with burnout. If the wage is bad or irregular it intervenes increasing burnout; if the work conditions are better, diminish burnout; if the relations between the colleagues are good, burnout diminishes and if they are bad burnout increases; the relations you command with them are good burnout diminishes and if not, burnout increases; the relations with the pupils, the community, the parents of pupils if the civic conditions, if the possibility that the professor has of if perfecting etc, etc, etc everything intervenes with burnout. Burnout consists, thus, in a diagnosis instrument. That implications elapse of this condition? Wanderlei Codo – It happens that burnout was changedded into an excellent instrument of diagnosis. Burnout is today what it is the fever for the doctor. When it appears the fever, it can be for a thousand reasons, it is a signal clearly that some thing is missed.

E, through burnout, you can point, as well as with the fever. Through burnout you can point that she has a problem and this problem can be treated. Burnout is an instrument of excellent diagnosis because ale announces the problem before it estore. When you perceive a difficulty with you command, this in any work, not only with the educandor? When …

The Love

I was even so of the cemetary without route, beyond not having explanations for nothing of what I had happened still I would have that to face my mother, I would kill me to it for having last the night I am, at that time this age well more serious of what nowadays. what I would say pra it? If not even I wise person to the certainty what she had happened in the reality. When I arrived in house all were seated in the sofa having consoled mother who was in prantos, at the moment that turns me the relief took account of its expressions, less of mother who it seemed not to believe that I was well, that she was alive. It: – My son for the love of God, for where you walked? I: – Calm mother I am well, I am that yesterday I was going pra party of the Slvia but in the way I lost the spirit and I was the house of another friend, knot we are talking and we did not see the time to pass then wove late pra very to come back pra house and it he said that I could sleep there and did not give pra to inform nobody, was alone this. It: But my son you had that to have informed, I imagined everything of bad that he could have happened with you, never more I make this please Mother I hugged me fort and I saw that they looked at me to all made an impression. Then I remembered that I had many hanging things in my head that I needed to organize and said: – Mother forgives me for everything I never more will make this again, I promises, but now I am very tired, necessary and a bath, I forgive me all but I go for my room, debtor for being with my mother. I lay down myself in my bed in the intention to close the eyes and to find an explanation for all that one madness, but I did not obtain to find and my head so was weighed that I badly could think right. The days if had passed, the years if they had passed, already it makes much time that everything happened but I remember this every day, I I try to convince that it was a dream but in deep I know that was not, also try to imagine that I had one I occasion in that night, but also know that he was conscientious of my acts, at last, I I do not know what he happened or if really happened, I only know that it is the souvenir marcante of my past and I believe that always he goes to be, I I always live my life waiting for a reply but also I content myself in thinking that perhaps I never know the truth.

Sophie

Later that we complete one year and eleven months of namoro, in route to the two years, appears the words where no girl wanted to hear and that they had made right my chest without mercy: – Sophie, I do not want more to namorar with you. I paralyzed, my eyes if they had fixed here it is in the ones of it and that the first tear appeared, but I started to cry in such a way to the point of my chest to ache, of the breath to be more difficult and painful. Then I was without reaction, the only words that came in my mind, were ' it cannot be truth, not pode'. I was looking at, trying to find one I take refuge, trying to know because, but kadu at least said something or tried to justify itself, only caught mine two hands kissed, them slowly, he bit the lips and its look if he directed until mine and finally it said few words: He forgives – Me, but not of more, you do not imagine the fear that I am feeling, sophie – it said, freeing my hands and giving a kiss to me in my face and he gave the coasts to me. But before it leaving, I cried out: – but fear of that? it says me – One day I will count to you – answered it, giving to the coasts one more time Then kadu if it was, I I was in the way it there field, without at least making something, then I thought after all that one I would be my end, what I will go to make of my life without it? with who I will go to relieve in the bad days? the laugh, histories, with who I will go to share? It is, I not wise person what I would go to make daqui pra front, it was my oxygen. The first week was most painful of my life, I did not make nothing, did not feel will nor to breathe, was seated there very sings in it of my room and crying, remembering the good moments that we pass together and that I will never forget myself, never! My parents already were being worried about me, to the point of to take wanting me medicate to it more and all, I would not go, because after all, were sentimental and not physical pain..