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Πόσους ΠΕ02 πιστεύετε ότι θα πάρει ακόμη??

http://www.pde.gr/index.php?topic=18046.msg291516#msg291516
Υπάρχει ειδικό θέμα στο forum, αλλά πιστεύω συμφωνείς εκτιμήσεις είναι

Συγγνώμη, του χρήστη Lucinda ήθελα να πω, αλλά και η παρουσία της AntreaEirini στο φόρουμ είναι συχνή! 

Omnia - The raven E.A.Poe

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=JQyGWZWqKT8&feature=related


Once upon a midnight dreary, while I pondered, weak and weary,
Over many a quaint and curious volume of forgotten lore,
While I nodded, nearly napping, suddenly there came a tapping,
As of some one gently rapping, rapping at my chamber door.
"'Tis some visitor," I muttered, "tapping at my chamber door
Only this, and nothing more."
Ah, distinctly I remember it was in the bleak December,
And each separate dying ember wrought its ghost upon the floor.
Eagerly I wished the morrow; vainly I had sought to borrow
From my books surcease of sorrow - sorrow for the lost Lenore
For the rare and radiant maiden whom the angels name Lenore
Nameless here for evermore.

And the silken sad uncertain rustling of each purple curtain
Thrilled me - filled me with fantastic terrors never felt before;
So that now, to still the beating of my heart, I stood repeating,
"'Tis some visitor entreating entrance at my chamber door
Some late visitor entreating entrance at my chamber door;
This it is, and nothing more."

Presently my soul grew stronger; hesitating then no longer,
"Sir," said I, "or Madam, truly your forgiveness I implore;
But the fact is I was napping, and so gently you came rapping,
And so faintly you came tapping, tapping at my chamber door,
That I scarce was sure I heard you" - here I opened wide the door;
Darkness there, and nothing more.

Deep into that darkness peering, long I stood there wondering, fearing,
Doubting, dreaming dreams no mortals ever dared to dream before;
But the silence was unbroken, and the stillness gave no token,
And the only word there spoken was the whispered word, "Lenore!"
This I whispered, and an echo murmured back the word, "Lenore!"
Merely this, and nothing more.

Back into the chamber turning, all my soul within me burning,
Soon again I heard a tapping somewhat louder than before.
"Surely," said I, "surely that is something at my window lattice:
Let me see, then, what thereat is, and this mystery explore
Let my heart be still a moment and this mystery explore;
'Tis the wind and nothing more."

Open here I flung the shutter, when, with many a flirt and flutter,
In there stepped a stately raven of the saintly days of yore;
Not the least obeisance made he; not a minute stopped or stayed he;
But, with mien of lord or lady, perched above my chamber door
Perched upon a bust of Pallas just above my chamber door
Perched, and sat, and nothing more.

Then this ebony bird beguiling my sad fancy into smiling,
By the grave and stern decorum of the countenance it wore.
"Though thy crest be shorn and shaven, thou," I said, "art sure no craven,
Ghastly grim and ancient raven wandering from the Nightly shore
Tell me what thy lordly name is on the Night's Plutonian shore!"
Quoth the Raven, "Nevermore."

Much I marvelled this ungainly fowl to hear discourse so plainly,
Though its answer little meaning - little relevancy bore;
For we cannot help agreeing that no living human being
Ever yet was blest with seeing bird above his chamber door
Bird or beast upon the sculptured bust above his chamber door,
With such name as "Nevermore."

But the raven, sitting lonely on the placid bust, spoke only
That one word, as if his soul in that one word he did outpour.
Nothing further then he uttered - not a feather then he fluttered
Till I scarcely more than muttered, "other friends have flown before
On the morrow he will leave me, as my hopes have flown before."
Then the bird said, "Nevermore."

Startled at the stillness broken by reply so aptly spoken,
"Doubtless," said I, "what it utters is its only stock and store,
Caught from some unhappy master whom unmerciful Disaster
Followed fast and followed faster till his songs one burden bore
Till the dirges of his Hope that melancholy burden bore
Of 'Never - nevermore'."

But the Raven still beguiling all my fancy into smiling,
Straight I wheeled a cushioned seat in front of bird, and bust and door;
Then upon the velvet sinking, I betook myself to linking
Fancy unto fancy, thinking what this ominous bird of yore
What this grim, ungainly, ghastly, gaunt and ominous bird of yore
Meant in croaking "Nevermore''

Διάβασα σ'εφημερίδα 16220 αναπληρωτές και 4500 ωρομίσθιοι μέσω ΕΣΠΑ, ελπίζω τα νούμερα να ανταποκρίνονται στην πραγματικότητα καθότι και για 600 διοριστέους περιμέναμε-546 έγραψε το κοντέρ

Διάβασα το άρθρο και έχω να πώ τα εξής:

Ξέρουμε όλοι μας ότι κάποια στιγμή και αν ποτέ διοριστούμε υπάρχει μεγάλη περίπτωση να φύγουμε μακρυά απο τον τόπο "συμφερόντων" μας.Αυτό είναι γνωστό εξ αρχής!Σε περίπτωση που δεν θέλει κάποιος να του συμβεί αυτό,δεν κάνει αίτηση διορισμού και παραμένει αναπληρωτής στον τόπο του.Με το να κλαίμε και να θέλουμε και διορισμό και στον τόπο μας δεν βγαίνει τίποτα.

Θεωρώ πως το άρθρο είναι λίγο παραφουσκωμένο και σε καμιά περίπτωση δεν συμφωνώ με την τριετία χωρίς απόσπαση!

Συμφωνώ πλην όμως,χωρίς να επιμένω, παραμένει σκανδαλώδης η εμμονή του κράτους για κάλυψη αμυντικών δαπανών με την παράλληλη εξοικονόμιση! πόρων σε νευραλγικούς τομείς όπως η υγεία και η παιδεία - και αυτό δεν αφορά μόνο το μισθό των εκπαιδευτικών αλλά και την υλικοτεχνική υποστήριξη των σχολ.μονάδων - χωρίς να μου αρέσουν οι θεωρίες συνομωσίας παραμένει πρόσφατο το σκάνδαλο με τη Goldman Sacks -  συν ότι με το ενιαίο μισθολόγιο πλήττονται καθηγητές και δάσκαλοι

http://www.kathigitis.org/?p=20099

 συγχαρητήρια στους διορισθέντες, αλλά το κράτος δίνει πιστώσεις στο υπουργείο Αμύνης, χώρια τις διευκολύνσεις που παρέχει στους αξιωματικούς Τι να πω παιδιά..λαμπρά, τουλάχιστον οι υπόλοιποι υποθέτω πάτε για αναπληρωτές για φέτος τουλάχιστον,βολεύει το διαμαντοπουλικό τσατσοκαθεστώς..μηδενικές κρατήσεις στα ταμεία,εξίσωση μισθών προς τα κάτω..Και δεν πηγαίνατε καμιά Σ.Μ.Α. ή Σ.Μ.Υ.

ΣΥΓΧΑΡΗΤΗΡΙΑ!!!και απο κοντα 
του χρονου το καραβι για μας 

PINK FLOYD - Shine On You Crazy Diamond

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=BLKiMbC6s2k

Remember when you were young,
You shone like the sun.
Shine on you crazy diamond.
Now there's a look in your eyes,
Like black holes in the sky.
Shine on you crazy diamond.
You were caught on the crossfire
Of childhood and stardom,
Blown on the steel breeze.
Come on you target for faraway laughter,
Come on you stranger, you legend, you martyr, and shine!

You reached for the secret too soon,
You cried for the moon.
Shine on you crazy diamond.
Threatened by shadows at night,
And exposed in the light.
Shine on you crazy diamond.
Well you wore out your welcome
With random precision,
Rode on the steel breeze.
Come on you raver, you seer of visions,
Come on you painter, you piper, you prisoner, and shine!

Μ'έστειλες τώρα

Welcome home - Πίστεψέ με είναι ό,τι πιο κοντινό σκέφτηκα

Welcome to where time stands still
no one leaves and no one will
Moon is full, never seems to change
just labeled mentally deranged
Dream the same thing every night
I see our freedom in my sight
No locked doors, No windows barred
No things to make my brain seem scarred

Sleep my friend and you will see
that dream is my reality
They keep me locked up in this cage
can't they see it's why my brain says Rage

Sanitarium, leave me be
Sanitarium, just leave me alone

Build my fear of what's out there
and cannot breathe the open air
Whisper things into my brain
assuring me that I'm insane
They think our heads are in their hands
but violent use brings violent plans
Keep him tied, it makes him well
he's getting better, can't you tell?

No more can they keep us in
Listen,we will win
They see it right, they see it well
but they think this saves us from our well!
Sanitarium, leave me be
Sanitarium, just leave me alone
Sanitarium, just leave me alone

Fear of living on
natives getting restless now
Mutiny in the air
got some death to do
Mirror stares back hard
Kill it's such a friendly word
seems the only way
for reaching out again.