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Educatice Show: Participation in our presentation room

Si vous n'avez pas eu la chance de nous voir en direct sur l'espace Demotice du Salon Educatice, vous pouvez visualiser une synthèse de notre présentation.
Après une introduction générale faite par notre PDG, chaque chef de service a présenté son activité et l'utilisation faite des outils informatiques (la plateforme collaborative Think Quest et ce blog).
Pour voir cette présentation cliquez ici .

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Varanasi, Banaras, Kashi ...

Saturday, November 20
Varanasi

four days that I am, but it might as well do several months ... time goes by at a breakneck speed, yet I'm nothing special ...
I finally decided to stay here until 24, without going to Rishikesh as originally planned, mainly because of the festival of lights which will take place tomorrow, Deep Diwali. It's gonna be great, and Varanasi is preparing for several days ...
I took Alka neighborhoods as usual, and this time even more than the other times I am greeted with a lot of respects ... The manager Rajesh name by my first name, and everyone is very caring ...
So I spend my days wandering with Sonu and Vinay, with the point of departure and return of the tea shop located near the main ghat, the Dasashwamedh ghat. You sit on the steps, we drink chai in small glasses glass rinsed with water from the Ganges just below ... All along the route from Alka and tea shop, which is 10 minutes walk along the Ganges, I greet the vendors and other regulars, this little world that the hyper-organized tourist lambda, Benares has come for the 1st time, can not imagine and understand .. and this is normal and obvious, both eyes, ears, our senses are hit by billions of signals very different emotions of unusual ...
I have lunch either at noon or what Sonu as his mother and sister we had prepared fish curry (fish caught in the Ganges on the evening before), a delight! Vinay is in or at Manju and Julie like tonight ... I love this place
viscerally, and I feel like nowhere else in India at home ... I hang out with all the "bad boys" of the city, Sonu in mind, but suddenly I'm a little queen bandits! They call me Didi Pooja, Pooja literally big sister, and I'm under permanent protection ... I never return to the hotel alone, they are all very caring for me, it's adorable! Here, the friendship has a special flavor because they have little and share all their time, energy, money ... Sonu
I said again today how the death of his father 8 years ago had been painful and difficult to manage, as the coup and now he can not bear to see SOMEBODY mqlheureux or sad because it reminds AC despair in which He was for many years, and suddenly he wants to be with people who are smiling and full of energy, because people sad or depressed, it makes him sad too ...
He laughs and fun all the time, yet his life, like Vinay, is not a great story .. and yet, despite all their difficulties, they argue, and keep the morale and boundless energy .. . life lesson for us, and especially for me in these last difficult months has professionally manage ... Here I feel humble and simple to the wisdom of a boy of 16 years (Vinay) and his brother Heart 25 (Sonu) ...

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Educatice

 Itri PDG et Madina Directrice Générale de CoolFil

Nous allons présenter Wednesday, November 24 the morning our mini company and our use of computer tools in our project (and especially Think Quest). This fair is held at the Porte de Versailles.

The presentation will take place from 9:45 to 11 in 3 steps: 1 °
) 5 to 10 minutes overview of EPA (Enterprise for Learning)
2 °) 30 to 40 minutes of presentation of our project and demonstration of our tools
3) exchange with the audience

You can see the first elements on the site: http://www.educatec-educatice.com/animations_28_396_420_p.html

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Bonjour !

Nous ouvrons ce blog pour vous faire partager l'aventure de notre mini-entreprise. Nous espérons qu'il vous plaira et que vous nous suivrez tout au long de l'année. Vos encouragements et remarques sont les bienvenus.

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Varanasi: I like / I do not like ... Dr Baba

Wednesday, November 17, 2010

Varanasi Varanasi
2nd day, and I feel like every time to be there for months ... This feeling of being where I should be, has my place ...
the days go by without realizing it, and sharing with Sonu and Vinay brings me tremendously, both on a friendly, but also in terms of knowledge of India ...
This morning we went for a boat ride, the traditional walk along the ghats, to attend both the sunrise and ritual baths Sonu ... had put his cap virtual guide and explained very pleasantly Sebastien has matched what so and so ... Petit dej
usual then all 3 + Gudu's brother Sonu.
To tell these two days in Varanasi, here's a little like / love it, and I start with love:

• drink chai with Sonu and Vinay, especially the chai shop on the steps of Sita Ghat, while Sonu or near the "station" his 3 boats
• eat puri-Sabji to breakfast
• sunrise on the Ganges
• walk along the ghats of Ganga Puja
• evening
• Vinay watching listening to Hindi songs on my iPod
• ballads Boat on the Ganges
• be the local star has Alka GH ;-)
• sit on the banks of the Ganges, only to be invaded ... and children selling postcards, stickers, colored powders in 20 seconds!
• smells and noises (also valid in the "not love" ... according to my mood)
• Benares houses, narrow and high
• all the kites flying over the roofs
• The ceaseless activity in the temples
• incantatory music dedicated to Lord Shiva
• meetings that here more than elsewhere have a special flavor ...
• views of the Ganges from the terrace of the Alka GH
• Deep Diwali
• Sonu to watch the puja in the evening to his ships
• suck pieces of cane sugar
• hear Sonu said: "same same but different" or "nothing The Problem" ...
• saris drying in the sun in the morning on the ghats
• the streets of downtown
• all the odd jobs and shops or anything that can be sold is not

Like:

• Godowlia streets (the old city of Benares), sometimes impassable, because of cow dung, human trafficking, animal and motorized-cluttering the streets
• noise sometimes unbearable, especially when it is very hot
• that's all ...:-)

Tomorrow we will go to the cinema to see the latest Bollywood comedy, Vinay is pleased to take me there, it has already seen the film and AC looks twisted!

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primary school

Tuesday, November 16
Varanasi

If your plan is for one year, plant rice. If your plan is for 10 Years, plant trees. If your plan is for 100 years, Educate Children

This is the motto of the school of Minta, who gives a hundred underprivileged children of Bodhgaya education, care and nourishment.
I did not live what I lived when I moved Minta was to accompany to school Monday morning ..
So I reached home at 6am .. eveidemment as expected, she had just rolled out of bed (they dormemt a 4 on a wooden bed frame: Chottu after, Minta, Sunia and finally Dulriya close to the edge and cold air from the outside ... I prepared a
Sunita chai and chapati, which I soaked in hot chai is delicious ...
Chottu does not rise, and is currently completing his homework he has not done it before ... must write the numbers 1 to 100 on his little notebook, in English ... of course at 6am, when it was 7 years, we're not very motivated ... I will learn their way home from school with MINT late morning it is ultimately not going to school ... They know it's a chance for him to go to class, but the living conditions at home are sometimes return to the harsh reality of life takes over ...

Before leaving, Dulriya fills me with a bottle Chai, and gives money MINT to buy biscuits for the road ... 5 kms to do, fortunately the morning at 6:30 the sun does not hit still too high ..

here we part, arm in arm ... She wears the school uniform: short skirt gray striped shirt, socks and sandals, and a navy blue sweater ...! On the belt, one sentence: "Education IS wisdom" ...

We pass route first, then borrow a dirt road for a few hundred meters, turn left ... and here we are. 30 to 45 minute walk to the beat and energy we will put ...

The school building is a hard, and yet the "classroom" is located on the roof, outdoor .. We removed our chappals (sandals in Hindi) at the entrance of the house, and I make the acquaintance of Sujeet, Professor of Minta. Sujeet is
student in computer science and also teaches economics at Bodhgaya. He was 24 years.

With his parents and brother, they decided and chose to devote their energy and their economies to help disadvantaged children in Bodhgaya, by providing education, food and care.
Their project is enormous, because they receive no assistance from the Indian state, and the only contribution comes from a share of the brother of Sanjeet quyi lives in Jaipur and earns a good life, and secondly of the few tourists who give a little money .. but school is very eccentric to Bodhgaya and at the nerve center of town, so few tourists who venture through. . The father of
Sanjeet invites me to climb onto the roof to attend class with children ... I'm a little embarrassed because I do not want to disturb, and apparently they did not used to be that SOMEBODY this ...
Gradually they get used to my presence, and I spend vraiemnt a magical moment in this school in the middle of nowhere with these children from very poor families with Minta also ... it's funny to see how learning methods differ from one country to another ... I'll post pictures
videos and tomorrow will be more telling than all my long speech ..
The return is more difficult, it is very hot and tired .. Minta is His bag is heavy Maisler she would not let me ... is the way we stop to buy a bag of channa with chilli-tomato-onion- Lemon, ie chickpeas with lemon juice, peppers and tomatoes ... Delicious! That kind of snack that is sold on buses and trains, all prepared in large plastic buckets ... Lunch arrived

(chapati-sabji-oeufs-omelette!), then I'll do a short tour to the temple alone, without children who talk incessantly and do not arise in the quiet 5 minutes to enjoy anyway the serenity of the place .. We
will then return all 4, go around the temple and the sacred tree ... break samosas for children every night as the only solution to motivate Chottu had to walk home with him then On
:-) the way home, little time to ponder proposed by Minta at Japanese temple near their homes. It's time for the Puja ... It's surreal to see these 4 Indian children (a friend of Chottu joined us, he sells miniature Buddhas was leaving the temple, he offered me one without I ask him anything ...) Close your eyes and stay silent ... 10-15 minutes Last meal
then chicken and chapati like every night since my arrival ... Dulriya has had to bleed to buy chicken every night ... the kids, Chottu especially, are thrilled ...
also surreal moments when I did listen tubes bollywwod on my ipod! They sing loudly, it's magic!
At 20:30 we leave for the station of Gaya Dulriya, "Uncle" by Minta and Chottu who surreptitiously slips between us and that we can not compel a stay at home ... una ballad night in rickshaw what fun!
Dulriya obviously has prepared a thermos of chai of chapati and chicken in a stainless steel container without a lid (the coup she packages it all in 5-6 plastic bags), and a eBottles water ... My mom Indian ...
It's hard to leave the girls, too hard to say goodbye to the station ... Dulriya shows little emotion, I would thank so much differently than giving a little money ... at the same time in India, things are done without expecting thank you, and I know that even if Dulriya said nothing, his heart is sad to see me leave, beyond any materialistic aspect, which has nevertheless also because I will not go to Bodhgaya before next summer probably ...

I send you the website address of the School of Minta, do not hesitate to take a look. Next post on

Varanasi where I got this morning, where I found my 2 nutcase Vinay and Sonu!

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In countries Minta ... Bodhgaya Bodhgaya

Sunday, November 14
Bodhgaya

In the land of Minta, this is not the country of Candy ... life is not pink sweet, and yet we have fun a lot.
So I arrived in Bodhgaya on Saturday morning, and after Sebastien found that lack of space in the surrounding monasteries, found a small GH super quiet, a little away from the bustle of downtown but at 2 not Mahabodhi temple, Buddhist heart of the city of Bodhgaya.
we share a room for 500 rps to 2, with hot water and balcony on top!
Breakfast in Tibet Om Café, my canteen Tibetan Bodhgaya, then head home Minta ... I still have a little apprehensive to tell me that maybe they will not be there, life is so precarious, especially during the monsoon ... but they are there, and it Minta who sees me the first it is first surprise (I did not warn before coming), then she understands that c is very short and I jump into my arms ... it's a very emotional moment, the reunion with everyone: Minta and Sunita first, then Dulriya mom, and finally Chottu I never see that in the middle afternoon because he was in school.
Super good news: Minta goes to school! Mornings only, from 7am to 11am, but it's great, I could not believe it! It is far (5 kms on foot to go), but she is so proud of being a "student" as she said ... she explains that most Indian children attend school (unfortunately this is not the truth, but I did not tell him), and now she is like them ...
So tomorrow morning I will accompany .. Meet at 6am at home, I will wait with a book and my travel, then at 11am we return home together ...
Speaking of home, again there was something new: it is always the same hut precarious, but the earthen walls are higher, and there are small earthen walls that serve as a table or shelf .. .
This morning we went to Gaya every 5, do some shopping: footwear that did Chottu more and walked barefoot, and clothes for everyone ... I'm not going to Bodhgaya before 8-12 months, it is necessary that I see a little further ... the girls still wear that I bought in Punjabi February ... they begin to be worn, but here goes ...
Here is a glimpse of a day with Minta:

• 1-2 glasses of chai, as a welcome
• chapati and Sabji (curried potatoes and onions) as a breakfast (obviously does not matter whether I already took a hearty breakfast in Tibet Om Café, we must re-eat and finish everything!
• transaction processing: hair-makeup-bindi-powder-coating red foot massage
• re-chai and cakes
• small tour of the market and / or the Mahabodhi temple
• re-chai
• lunch: rice and Sabji
• re-chai massage
• nap
• re-operation seduction: only hair :-)
• re-chai!
• ballad Mahabodhi temple in the evening ... Minta took the opportunity to call my phone with her lover (obviously her mother is unaware of the existence of Lalan, 15, or Bittu, 20 years, 'Sunita love!)
• re-chai :-)
• dinner: chicken (because I'm here So it is a holiday, otherwise Sabji and chapati, or rice and Sabji), Chapati
• re-chai
• return to GH, Dulriya, Minta and Chottu with me because it is not sure walking alone at night in poorly lit streets of Bodhgaya ... so we go every 4, with the flashlight Dulriya, and they only leave when they saw me through the door of GH that ... 'I generally re-crossed five minutes later to join Sebastian at the corner restaurant, where we have unlimited wifi access for 50 rps ...

Tomorrow night, the night train to Varanasi, starting 1am (Dulriya is keen to accompany me to the station, she do not trust this poor Sebastian has 2 times though the middle of an average Indian!), arriving around 5:30 I think you it ...
It will be a tear of the left, especially as I have already warned that Minta like last time, when I go to the station with his mother, they will cry all 3 ... I'm really their didi (elder sister in Hindi), and they also call me like that ... and that Dulriya says I do not need to thank her for meals, or for the journey up 'at the station tomorrow, it is here for me as it would for one of his children ... I'm his French girl ...
Emotionally, it is extremely hard to live all that, and it puts the ideas up on essentials and on the priorities to be in life ... what we are capable of giving to others .... they have nothing, Donnet and me all ....

Next post in Varanasi I think, because tomorrow it might be a little short
:-) Take care, please let me know your reactions, emotions etc. ...

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Rahul, the little neighbor Minta

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Minta's family: Dulriya, Chottu, Sunita and Minta (from left to right)

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Bodhgaya

Mahabodhi temple

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Bodhgaya Bodhgaya

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nod to Priya and Ambiga ;-) Once it is "installed, it is a joy to wear ... but the real question is put in place, and here is an art!

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Chottu

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Chottu With the little brother of Minta

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Minta

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Mahabodi Express

Saturday, November 13

Bodhgaya (Bihar)

No, this is not the title of a film, or the last fashionable novel, but the name of train that took me from Delhi to Gaya, or 990 miles, starting 2:10 p.m. Friday 12, Saturday 13 6:30 arrival.
first accurate to express the term does not mean "high speed", meaning a reduced travel time between two distinct points, but rather an end joined to the names of all Indian trains, history to class ... just like the term "resort" part of the name of the hotel ..

Here is a small place the events of this trip:

• 13:15 I leave my GH Paharganj, 10 minutes by cycle rickshaw to the station from New Delhi
• 13:30: I arrive at the station
• 1:31 p.m. : 15 porters gather around me to carry my suitcase ... advertised rate: 500 rps!
• 1:33 p.m.: 500 rps we went down to 150, which is still too much, the usual rate of 40 rps ...
• 1:35 p.m.: track n ° 8 on which is expected train is crowded, and we're getting there very quickly my bearing, my suitcase me ... and finally the so-called 1 km were traveled quickly, in under 5 minutes!
• 1:40 p.m.: I give 100 rps with my carrier, who is rattling a bit ... but do not insist there are limits to the scam
• 13:45: I buy a bottle of water and 1 package biscuits, had no time for breakfast, or make provisions for the journey ... it says I'm not worried, everything and more in Indian trains :-)
• 1:50 p.m.: an endless s riser increasingly on the platform ... it's the queue of passengers without reservations, which will rush on 2 or 3 cars that are dedicated ...
• 1:55 p.m.: I explain Paul, American Buddhist and also going to Bodhgaya, what does this endless line of passengers ...
• 14h: the train is still not there ... .. scheduled departure at 14.10 looks good here for a fast ...
• 2:13 p.m., the train enters the station ... it's the stampede of the track ... "without reservation" shakes, shrugs, tramples ... I'm shaking elbows and kicking bag for through and get to ride in my car, the S1 Sleeper 1, the basic class and popular that I love as you know ...
• 14.15: I'm on the step, but my bag was wedged between the door and buttocks a gentleman who wants to get off the train ... normal, everyone goes ..
• 2:20 p.m. I went up and try to work my way down the hall crowded with passengers and luggage
• 14.25: I finally get to my place, Bearth No. 55 (to berth No. 55).
• 14:30: the train starts ... let's go for 16 hours of travel ...
• 14h40: my traveling companions are all men ... not easy to get to know ... the faces are rather closed ..
• 15h: the 7 fellow travelers, 3 to attend the screening of a film exciting, "a tourist dressed in Indian takes the train sleeper class"! I assure you, they are stuck!
• 15:30: I sleep, my iPod glued to their ears ... On the road to Raphael, is in fact :-)
• 16h: no intermission during the meeting they are still stuck ....
• 17h: this is the intermission, they talk about the film between them, it looks much the fun ... I do not know that was a funny movie
• 18:30: I order a vegetarian menu for the evening, for 80 rps ... spectators near died of laughter ..!
• 20h: I wake up, lunch is served ... dal, rice, chapati ... it's good, nourishing and ...
• 20.30: lights out ... a pot shot, they did not seem to snore!
• 22.30: dare I even venture to open an eye, for fear of eye contact hallucinated one of three team mates in watching me sleep ....! That said, I understand, the show is gorgeous: I'm Punjabi, wrapped in my dupatta, socks with Air France!
• 0h: the express train arrives at the station in Varanasi ... I hold down, it will be in 5 days ...
• 2h: I am awakened by the cold, I'm too lazy to leave my sleeping bag that is at the bottom of my suitcase ... I curls curled up and go back to sleep ... ..
• 3h: everyone wakes up, lights are turned on, vendors chai resume their tour ... I'm cold and I do not quite understand this morning awakening, because the train is supposed to arrive in 3 hours gaya ...
• 3:30: I drink a chai to warm up ... it is delicious ..
• 4h: arrival in Patna, almost the whole compartment was down ... so the reason for our early morning wake up ..
• 4:30: I go back to sleep ...
• 6h30: train arrival Mahabodi Express station in Gaya, with 20 minutes ahead of schedule :-)

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Bye bye France, welcome Pooja! Back


Delhi November 12, 2010

I found my Indian identity yesterday night, when Vicky sent me an sms to agree to our place and time of appointment this morning ... I am pooja during the next 15 days, France has remained in the cold in Paris this year ...

arrived safely yesterday evening, the flight was a little late, I landed at 23:30 instead of 11:10 p.m. ... :-) reasonably
The brand new Terminal 3 is fully operational, immigration counters brand new, feature sanitized corridors, duty free ultra modern ... it's like in Europe or the U.S. ... I almost regret the old terminal and the host committee of GH, with their little signs with the names of tourists over .. . There is always the same thing, but it is more organized, less "indian style" ..

I find no problem with my driver GH after waiting 45 minutes my suitcase ... I do not know what happened, it was super long, for everyone ..
Arrive around 1:30 am at Cottage Yes Please (I never understood why that name, I must ask them), I abandoned Ajay GH, cheaper but less well organized, he always had to wait 30 mn 1 hour minimum to dispose of the room because of overbooking that was huge that rooms were still occupied when I arrived! At the cottage, I pay 900 rps (instead of 650 in Ajay), but the room is available immediately, clean, hot water really hot shower and there is even an elevator!). Not that I like the luxury and comfort more than anything but I admit when I get older a little more trouble with crappy plans and seedy hotels! Times change ... I remember qund plans crappy that I myself put on my friends during previous trips, I am ashamed! It would make a good laugh to see now as I became a bourgeois! Well almost!
Lights out around 2:30 ...

This morning, breakfast quick Malhotra, then I agree with Vicky (or rather, I joined Vicky) for a little time together. He finds a new job in a travel agency Paharganj, he accompanies tourists to discover Delhi or nearby (Agra, Chandigarh ...). It is paid upon delivery, plus tips. His friend Anil accompanies it, and we the subway to Rajiv Chowk, a Paharganj metro station, drinking a coffee at Cafe Coffee Day, a sort of local Starbucks.
The cappuccino is not bad, Vicky tests for the first time a beverage of coffee, and it is really too loud AC, he is not accustomed to the taste, despite the 3 bags of sugar that put in to mitigate the bitterness!
At 12 am, his boss called to accompany tourists, so we leave on the subway platform, I must return to Paharganj to catch my train at 14:10, Gaya direction or I arrive tomorrow morning at 7am. From there, I take an auto rickshaw to Bodhgaya is 30 minutes from, to find Minta and her family, and my friend Sebastien, who is traveling in Asia for 1 year.
We have not seen since at least 4 years, and as Seb said, it's still the height of being in India, then we live a few hours away from each other ( Brussels is)!

The weather is warm (30 degrees) but overcast, haze pollution usually floats on Delhi accomapagnee of acrid smoke that stings the eyes and makes you cough ... I love Delhi!

Keep well in the cold in Paris or elsewhere ... tomorrow for the rest of this Indian interlude, 9th name (I think I lost count actually!)