Great insights as to why we should change ….

….. our attitudes to education today. How we encourage our children and push them. Even more so on how we work with students who are not the “brightest” according the systems we measure.

Sir Ken Robinson is a well-known educator and speaker at TED and other forums. This talk is an abridged video of a longer lecture. It is very creatively animated and worth the 12mins needed to get this message. (If you have more time, I recommend the longer version (55 mins) here http://youtu.be/mCbdS4hSa0s)

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