#confident learner

[themontessoriacademyofarlington]

Toddler- Practical Life: Making Butter

One of the many joyful aspects of a Montessori environment is food preparation. Food prep, from the Practical Life section of the classroom, is a multi-stepped lesson that requires concentration, order, and coordination to be successful. Here, the whole class made homemade butter, which was a multi-step process that took patience and collaboration. First, a student poured cream into the perforated jar that he had the freedom pour independently without fear of spilling. The children practiced patience as the cream had to set. Then the students passed it around the table, taking turns shaking it up. Once properly shaken, it was placed in the fridge to chill overnight until firm. Finally, the next morning, they could enjoy the fruits of their labor as they spread it onto toast for snack. This activity required concentration by following a sequence of steps, hand-eye coordination while pouring, gross motor skills as they shook the jar, and fine motor skills when spreading the butter with a knife. Who knew toddlers were capable of so much?

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[nutsack90]

!!!got a proper tablet!!!

im free from the shackles of drawing with my finger on my phone!!! also click for higher res tumblr hates my textures lmfaoo 😓😓

[thepersonalwords]

The only gift to yourself is your ability to seek knowledge.

Lailah Gifty Akita, Pearls of Wisdom: Great mind

[cr0wc0rpse]

I thiiiiink I’ve had my name changed everywhere I need to which means that is off my plate and I also have my loan repayment figured out so that’s off my plate as well and my hysterectomy stuff is scheduled and it’ll just be Going to appointments so now. We move onto learning to drive

[subwaytostardew]

Both Ingo and Emmet would comment about having a train connect to the desert instead of taking the bus. (Your husband swears they saw Pam drink a pale ale before she drove. If you married Ingo, he's terrified. If you married Emmet, he wishes they used that weird warp totem to get there instead.)

Oh they are NOT on good terms with Pam. They are appalled at how she conducts her cab. She doesn't care for them. They agree to disagree. I think the thought of roads without rails makes them throw up. They wouldn't want to put her out of business since they know she needs the income but... they would be a bit more active in their distaste for the bus system if their lover were at risk.

Teleporting isn't the best but they suppose it's better... Chandelure does it... Can't be too bad...

▷ Station Steward Thylak

[himblebo]

Me looking in terror at the amount of admin meetings on my calendar for tomorrow: I make less than 40,000 a year in this full time position

[kevcool777]

What motivates you throughout your day? If you want to answer my question and you don’t know it from the top of your mind, give it some time.

My desire to learn new things big or small, when i think of my dreams and seeing i haven't accomplish them yet, motivates me the most to be honest. I like to take on new responsibilities as a student.

[frogsandfries]

@felinewasteland in the kindest, gentlest way possible, shut up. It's okay. It's a very useful starting point

That ol’ chart of mine makes the rounds online periodically and it drives me crazy because it’s frankly not very good. So, I finally got around to remaking it.

I doubt this will get anywhere near as popular, but I wanted to make it.

Good reference for animation, comics, and for visualizing phonetics!

[isekyaaa]

Self-efficacy being my highest and modesty being of my lowest is fitting bc I have the utmost confidence in my skills which makes me think that I am better and more competent than other people. And the thing is... I am... when it comes to the things I am good at. But that's the thing. I know my worth in the things that I am..... *good at.* I don't purport to be good at everything, and in those things, I'm way less competent. But with the things I am good at, I know I am better than other people. And I'm not afraid to admit it. If that makes me immodest, then so be it.

[smartstartdaycareinc]

Building independence in your kindergartener is an essential part of their growth. A well-structured kindergarten program in Chicago, Illinois, can play a key role in helping your child develop the skills they need to take on more responsibilities. Encouraging tasks such as dressing themselves, picking up their belongings, and making simple choices can instill a sense of accomplishment and confidence in your child. Promoting these small successes makes children feel more prepared for the challenges ahead.

[themontessoriacademyofarlington]

Toddler - Transferring with Tongs

Transferring from one vessel to another is a valuable tenant in the Practical Life curriculum. Transferring refines a student's hand-eye coordination, concentration, and fine motor skills while calling to their sensitive period for order. Using tongs is great preparation for writing and other skills that require fine motor control, helping to develop the hand muscles necessary for successful manipulation of writing implements. As they transfer back and forth, the repetition allows them to feel a sense of accomplishment and mastery.

[thatropoenthusaist]

driving is difficult, i need to pay attention to like 5 things at the same time. how do people do this aughh

[edwisefoundation]

Overcome Anxiety in Learning a New Language with These Tips

Overcoming anxiety while learning a new language, especially English, is crucial for building confidence. Key strategies include identifying your fear, accepting mistakes as part of the process, and practicing active listening. Deep learning methods help retain vocabulary, and fluency courses offer structured guidance. To boost your speaking skills, try preparing conversation starters and remember that practice is essential to fluency.

Explore more practical tips for overcoming language learning anxiety here.

[vacationbimboschool]

Already a pro

Giving bf!rafe head for the first time

Content below: Virgin!reader, head (m!recieving), dirty talking.

The room was quiet except for the low hum of the air conditioning and the distant sound of cars passing outside. The bed beneath your knees was soft, warm from where he’d been sitting, legs sprawled out, watching you with that lazy, knowing smirk. His back rested against the headboard, arms loose at his sides, but the way his fingers flexed against the sheets told you he was anything but relaxed.

Your heart was a drum in her chest. You’d thought about this—fantasized about it in flashes of heat and want—but now that you were actually here, between his legs, looking up at him, you felt small in the best way possible. Nervous, sure. But eager.

"You ever done this before?" Rafe asked, voice low, velvety, with just the faintest rasp.

You shook your head.

His smirk widened slightly, though there was something softer in his expression, too. Something dark and indulgent. He reached out, tucking a strand of hair behind your ear before his fingers trailed down, ghosting over your jaw. "Then let me teach you."

You swallowed, nodding, because that was exactly what you wanted—to learn. To be good for him.

"Start slow," he murmured, guiding your hand to the bulge in his boxers. "Get used to how I feel."

You exhaled, your fingers moving hesitantly at first, feeling the heat of him through the fabric. He was already hard, thick and straining, and the realization sent a rush of heat between your thighs.

"Don’t be shy," he murmured. "I’m yours, baby. Take what you want."

Something about that made you bolder. You palmed him more firmly, watching his reaction, the way his eyes darkened, how his jaw clenched just slightly. Slowly, you traced the outline of him, pressing just enough to make his breath hitch.

"Good," he praised, fingers tightening in your hair. "Now take them off."

You hooked your fingers into the waistband of his boxers and pulled them down, your breath catching as he sprang free. He was bigger than you expected, flushed at the tip, a bead of precum glistening there. Your thighs clenched at the sight of him, at the way he watched you with so much expectation.

"Use your hand first," he instructed, his voice steady but thick with something deeper. "Spit on it."

You hesitated for only a second before wetting your palm and wrapping your fingers around him. He exhaled sharply through his nose.

"Start slow," he murmured. "Base to tip. That’s it—fuck, just like that."

Your followed his lead, watching the way his muscles tensed every time you twisted your wrist just right, how his abs flexed when you dragged your thumb over the head.

"You're a quick learner," he groaned. "Try your mouth now. Just the tip first."

You obeyed, leaning in, lips parting as you took just the head into your mouth, tongue flicking experimentally against the slit. He let out a slow, shuddering breath, his fingers tightening in your hair.

"Good girl," he murmured. "Now, hollow your cheeks—yeah, just like that. Keep it slow, let me feel you."

You did, sucking lightly, and his reaction was immediate—a sharp inhale, a quiet curse. It made something molten unfurl in your stomach, a rush of confidence you hadn't expected.

"Use your tongue," he instructed, voice rough now. "Lick up the underside—fuck, yes, like that. You’re so fucking good at this, baby."

Your head bobbed slowly, taking him deeper each time, letting yourself get used to the weight of him on your tongue. His grip in your hair was guiding but not forceful, his hips shifting just slightly as he fought the urge to thrust.

"Relax your throat," he groaned. "Breathe through your nose. You got it, baby—fuck, you feel perfect."

You moaned softly around him at the praise, and the vibration made him jolt, his head falling back against the pillows. "Shit, keep doing that," he panted. "You're gonna make me—"

You wanted to. Wanted to take him all the way there, wanted to push him over the edge with your mouth alone.

"Fuck, baby—" His words cut off in a sharp groan, and then he was gone, unraveling beneath your touch, his body shuddering as he came, his fingers tight in your hair, his head thrown back against the pillows.

You pulled away slowly, wiping your lips as you looked up at him, breathless. He was still staring at you, chest rising and falling, eyes dark and dazed.

“You did great, baby,” he whispered breathlessly “you’re already a pro”

[mrmilomoo]

Best to worst: Munching the box

18+ MDNI

Ranking TF 141 on how good they are at eating a girl out.

1. John Price - This one is pretty self explanatory. I mean, just look at him. Daddy. Need I say more? Obviously it goes without saying that he’s got the experience. Like a true gentleman, he wouldn’t dare take his cock out without getting you off on his tongue and fingers first.

2. Kyle Gaz Garrick - Hard to go wrong with natural talent combined with a healthy amount of experience and enthusiasm. Can confidently claim that he eats ass as well. For his pleasure.

3. Johnny Soap MacTavish - Enthusiast… perhaps a little too enthusiastic. Absolute munch. Disgustingly sloppy with it. Slobbering like a dog. Gets lost in the sauce.

4. Simon Ghost Riley- Depends on if he’s willing to lift the mask over his mouth. Never been in a long term relationship to hone the skill. Would be a quick learner though. He may be socially inept, but he knows how to take a hint. Especially when he’s got his face buried in it.

[tetzoro]

˖˙ ꔫ — TO HOLD, TO DEVOUR

꒰ synopsis ꒱ : you and kuroo have been dating for awhile but now it’s time to take it to the next step. but first, kuroo has a secret to share.

꒰ contents ꒱ : MDNI. kuroo tetsuro x reader ; virginity loss (kuroo), reader guides him through it, kuroo is a quicker learner, unprotected sex, creampie, use of pet names (sweetheart)— WC : 2.2k

Kuroo Tetsuro was a virgin.

It was surprising, to say the least. The sultry sentences that easily flowed from his sensual tongue that always held an air of confidence had fooled you into believing he was a man who had a lot of experience. 

But after awhile, the more intimate things became, the more the words started thinning out and that silver tongue of his lost its sparkle.

Now fully seated in his lap, half clothed and full of want — he falters.

“What is it?” You pull back, tilting your head a little. The blush that once dusted along his cheekbones has spread throughout his body, his chest a fiery pink that you couldn’t help but run your fingers along, trying to soothe the burn with your electrifying touch.

Kuroo’s breath hitches at the contact, his torso rising and falling unsteadily with a distinctive sheen of desire over it. His swollen lips were painted red with passion, kiss bitten and practically begging to be consumed once again. 

The slightly shaky hands he had gripped along your hips dug deeper into the flesh there, nails sinking in to claim every inch of you, leaving crescent moons in it’s wake. 

Unintentionally, he pulls you onto him more, feeling the effects of his arousal throb against your thigh, the heavy press of his cock nestling between your covered core. The sensation makes him shiver, involuntarily pushing his hips up a little more to chase the heat, stuttering at the friction.

“I’ve never done this before.” No teasing lilts, no killer smirk. For the first time you were faced with an entirely vulnerable Kuroo — a man who you did not have the pleasure of knowing but the thrill of discovering him shot down your spine as a new warmth blossoms in your lower abdomen.

“Do you want to?” You try to keep your eagerness down but the thought of being Kuroo’s first was all too exciting. Getting to touch him where no one else has, staking your claim along his body and branding it as his first. The one he will never forget, the one he already hopes will be his last.

“Yes.” He breathes out. There wasn’t an ounce of hesitation in his willingness but you swore you could see some self doubt work his way through his head and shine out of his pretty amber eyes — a brief deer in the headlights before morphing back into the darkened gaze of a panther ready to pounce.

“Want me to show you?” The hands that were resting on his exposed chest slowly slid down, barely slipping under the waistband of his pants. Kuroo lets out a soft gasp, eyes flickering down as you tease him, pants tightening that much more. 

“Yes.” A sudden burst of strength shot through him, a spike of confidence as his desire overpowered his nerves. The moment your fingers wrap themselves around his length, he bucks into your fist — a faint, yet needy sound slipping past his lips. “Yes, please.”

You lean in briefly, brushing your lips against his as you steal the breath from his lungs, spinning around all of the thoughts in his head. All too soon, you pull back, running your thumb along his tip.

“First, we have to help each other out a little bit.” Your voice was level, soft. something he could hone in on and sink his teeth into, listening to every word you had to say. Wide lust blown pools of amber flitting from your eyes to your heaving chest, to where your fist closed around his pulsing cock. “Take off my clothes, Tetsu.”

His cock jumped at the way you breathed his name out. The hands that were securely pressed into your hips fold in, fingers dragging along your skin and hooking under the loose shorts you had on. Deftly, he slips them down as you ease up a little to let him fully tear them off. 

“Wow.” A gust of air left Kuroo’s lungs as he looked at your cunt, fingers already reaching toward it. The two of you have never gotten this far together and he was more than eager to learn how to please you. Slowly, he runs a digit along your folds. “You’re already so wet.”

Curiosity strikes him, plunging his finger into your depths, causing you to let out a soft gasp. The sound went straight to his cock, somehow making him even harder than he was before. If he didn’t sink into you soon, he’s sure he would burst just at the way you clench around his knuckle.

“Tell me what you feel.” You encourage him, your wrist flicking, squeezing along his tip and earning you another one of his delicious groans. But it wasn’t enough, even bucking into your fist didn’t bring him the relief he craved, the kind he’s never tasted before in his life.

“So warm and tight.” Kuroo slowly thrusts his finger in, memorizing how your walls constrict around his digit. The way you were clamping it sent his mind reeling, boiling down to one question that barely slipped past his lips. “You sure i’ll be able to fit? Seems like it’ll be a stretch.”

“Don’t worry about that.” Your hand speeds up a bit, Kuroo’s forehead falling against your chest as he tries to stop panting. The room was getting too hot, the remaining clothes he had on were far too constricting for him. “When we get there, you’ll see.”

A part of you wondered if you should finish him off quickly so maybe he’d last longer once he’s finally inside of you. But the thought was quickly dismissed by the guttural groan he let out. Having him come deep in your cunt for the first time would be worth it.

While his fingers work you open, your hand retreats from his cock. Kuroo stopped his motions, looking up at you with a slight pout on his face, need surfacing in his eyes and clouding it with a dark desire. 

“Why’d you stop?” His shaky, unsteady breath hit your skin, his other hand tightening around your hip, needing something to ground him. Desire bubbled up within him and he was moments away from having it boil over.

“Because I want you to fuck me now.” With that, you carefully slide his pants off so they pool around his ankles. Kuroo’s breath hitched as the cool air met his newly exposed skin. 

“Fuck.” Kuroo muttered, letting you do what you needed to do. Reluctantly, he slid his finger out of your cunt, bringing the digit up to his mouth to get a proper taste. He all but moans in delight, eyes on you as he awaits your next move.

Gently, you push him so his back sinks into the couch cushion, straddling him properly so his desperately reddened cock laid on his stomach.

“Almost there.” You glide over his length, spreading your arousal all over him as you simulate riding him. nestled between your folds, you can feel him pulse with need. “You’re doing so well.”

Kuroo let out what could be described as a whine, the praise caused his eyes to flutter shut for a moment, hips jerking up against your core.

Before you slide down, you swirl his tip around your entrance one last time. Your nails dig into his shoulders as your cunt starts to envelope his cock. It was as if he was carving his way through, the stretch sending jolts throughout your body. 

Never in your life have you felt something fill you up so well. Your thighs tremble as you try to steady yourself, baring the sting in favor of Kuroo’s pleasure.

And the saccharine sound that left your lover's lips had you freezing, eyes snapping to his. The look on his face was a new sight — so blissed out, so vulnerable.

“Who would’ve thought you’d be so sensitive, Tetsu.” You coo in his ear as he tries to hold himself back, keeping the rest of those sweet sounds stored behind his wall of pride. Something that was already cracking at the seams.

“Don’t-“ Kuroo gasped, his head falling back onto the couch, bangs barely covering the desperate look in his eyes. “Don’t — hah, don’t fuckin’ move. Please.”

The sight before you was too good to pass up, so you listen. Mercifully letting him get used to the feeling as he splits you open. The subtle throb of his cock only enhanced how full you felt, the pressure starting to get to you.

“My my,” You coo down at him. “I’ve never seen Kuroo Tetsuro so lost for words.”

His dick twitched in you at the tease so you squeeze back in retaliation.

“Haah — just give me a minute sweetheart, I’m sure I’ll come up with something.” The man sounded absolutely breathless, all of the air sucked out of his lungs from the way you enveloped him. “Just can’t help it, you just feel too good, so so good.”

“Wanna feel even better?” To further your point, you clench around him again, hands running along his chest as the pads of your finger glaze over his nipple.

“Please.” Kuroo hastily sucks his bottom lip between his teeth, pressing down and doing what he can to steady himself for what’s to come. 

As soon as the plea rolled off his tongue, you start to move your hips. The pace you set was languid, taking your time as you dragged out each motion. The way his cock slowly slid out of you, your walls clenching around and all but begging for him to stay in place — only for you to drop back down.

It wasn’t often you were in a position to tease Kuroo Tetsuro, and far be it for you to pass up an opportunity like this. The slower, the better as his mind slowly descends into a haze of desire.

“Need more.” He groans, his voice lower than you’ve ever heard it. His eyes glued to where the two of you connect, watching as your essence coats his cock every time you sit back up. You pay him no mind as he struggles on the couch, squirming for more friction. “Baby, please.”

Even the pet name doesn’t phase you, not when he already looked so fucked out. How was it possible for someone to look so good while looking so pitiful, so at your mercy. 

The inescapable need that fueled through his veins was working overtime and your pointed ignorance was the catalyst he needed to set off.

Gripping onto your plush backside, Kuroo starts to chase what he wants. Ever the determined man, he thrusts up into you stealing all the control you once held in the palm of your hand.

“Tetsu— !” You gasp, falling forward, clutching onto him as he sets an unsteady pace. 

“You feel too good.” Half lidded eyes meet yours, his jaw slack and losing all function beyond saying your name like a prayer. A litany of pleasurable sounds tumble out after it — a moan, a groan, even a whimper from the way your walls clutch onto him. “‘M not going to last long.”

“It’s okay,” You reach for his hand and bring it directly to your clit. The contact had you jolting forward, something that did not go unnoticed by Kuroo. His thumb experimentally circles around the nub, captivated at the way it slowly unravels you. “Oh-“

“Yeah? That feel good?” Kuroo asks. A switch flipped in his mind and the pleasure he was after turns into a new chase. One that involved having you come undone around him, earning your praise as much as he could. The only thing that was screaming in his head was that he needed to take care of you just like you were taking care of him. “Huh? Need you to use your words.”

“Yes!” You mewl, “Feels so good, Tetsu. I swear I can feel you here.” 

To prove your point, your hand splays along your stomach and he groans, driving up into your harder as electricity shoots down his spine.

“Yeah? I want you to feel me here.” His lips brush over the cusp of your breast, right where your beating heart was racing to be with him. The act mixed with his relentless thumb has you clamping around his cock, moaning out as you come undone. 

Kuroo’s hips stutter in surprise, pumping in once, twice more before spilling into you, his teeth grazing along your skin but not quite ready to sink themselves in yet.

The room was silent, spare for the joint battle of catching your breath. Kuroo’s eyes never leave yours, his hands trailing along your dewy sides, helping your body come down from its high. 

“So?” You ask breathlessly. Kuroo smirks, flipping you so you’re under him, sprawled out on the couch. His lithe fingers collect some of the mix of your essence, before pushing it back in. “Tets—“

“Sorry.” Although there wasn’t an ounce of guilt in his touch as his palm smooths along your thigh before he lowers himself onto you, pinning you down. You can feel his length harden against your skin, his tip already prodding your entrance once again. “But we’re gonna have to do that again.”