All throughout my school career, starting all the way in elementary school, school came very easy for me. I found that I rarely had to try hard at anything because it seems like I just knew it. With very little studying I was able to maintain high grades. In middle school I was put in advance math classes and it still wasn't a challenge but then in my junior year of high school things started to get difficult.…
My classroom procedures are very clear, which the class has become familiar with over the semester. Students are to come in from their special class and grab their materials and go sit on the carpet and get ready for math to begin. These are expectations that should be memorized by now. Many of them do this and it contributes to the flow of the classroom and the engagement level of the entire groups. Students are expected to pay attention to the speaker during the mini-lesson by facing their way and not playing with any other items.…
I was ten years ago and I can still vividly remember sitting on an old, wooden rocking chair while the words of The Very Hungry Caterpillar trembled off my lips to a room full of second graders. I can recall the eagerness and excitement that filled their little faces as I flipped from page to page. There was an abundance of curiosity and desire to learn in that classroom that made me happy that I decided on skipping recess to read to the younger students. There was a fire that lit in my ten-year-old body that day. That was the day where I finally had an answer to all the “What do you want to be when you grow up?”…
Before high school, I always thought I was an average student, but when I transitioned into high school, people started to point out that I had potential. I began to work harder than I had ever before and I began to accelerate in every course. This never took a toll on me till the tenth grade, when my mental health started degrading. Anxiety was my first foe. During the beginning of the tenth grade, I had set high expectations for myself and it began to affect my life greatly For instance, after finishing the test, I would think about just one specific question that I thought I completed wrong.…
This year has been a crazy one. I came from a public school, not knowing anyone, so I terrified and didn't know what to expect. I struggled with trusting others, time management and battling multiple tasks at once. Luckily, I had a lot of practice throughout the year. For instance when we had to record a News Show for Mr.Mora's class, I was faced with all of these problems.…
Had you ever loved a grade so much like kindergarten, first grade, or another grade. well I did and it was kindergarten. The reason I loved kindergarten was because my teacher was so nice. She took us to alot of field trips like we went to the zoo, a mueseum, and to cocacola world it was so fun.…
My challenging situation, i have faced was having a diffcult time in middle school. MY responce was to talk to my consular about my ecudemic struggles. He recommened that i take a speech and lanuage evaluation. After discussing with my family and teachers they all thought it was imperative for me to take it. Cincidently i was diagnosed with a speech and language disablitly That made me want to work twice as hard and show people i can succeed just like anyone else can.…
Draft #1 So many things have happened in my years in school, however i’ll never forget my first year of middle school. My first day of middle school was mid october. I remember my mom couldn't make it so i was stuck with my aunt. I was always used to either having 1 teacher or four, but know i had 8 classes in many different places.…
In the seventh grade, I faced a large transition in life. The previous year I had experienced middle school for the first time, but I would make that entrance again. I moved from Texas to North Dakota, where seventh grade was the first year of middle school. I took on those same fears and hopes that I had faced before, but in an unfamiliar place where I had no one except for family to give me support. I tried a lot of new things that year, mainly wrestling.…
That Day in Fourth Grade “People come into our lives for a reason, bringing something you must learn, and we are led to those who help us most to grow if we let them and we help them in return. -Glinda” One of my best friends today, Teonna Frye, has influenced a lot of the choices that have made me into who I am today. I first met her as a “not-so-little,” brown-haired fourth grader. She was a giant that towered over all the kids in our grade.…
Seventh grade has been a mix of amazing and crazy. You might be wondering why I don’t have a chapter for sixth grade. In fifth grade, I had expressed how I felt bored and that school work was too easy. My mother took this into account. She talked about it at conferences with my fifth grade homebase, Mrs. Breza.…
My First Day of School in Kindergarden “Click” Good morning Natalie! Wake up! my mom said excitedly. My mom is a very loving and happy kind of person who always thinks positively. I groaned to indicate to my mom that I was awake.…
Back in Middle School on a class trip, a group of my friends were engaging in an activity late at night that I knew was against the rules. They assumed that nobody had seen them although my roommates and I were fully aware of the situation. It was tough to decide whether to tell an adult what they did because of the possible punishments that could affect my friends. I figured that I would give them a day to come forward themselves and do the right thing, but they did not. The next day I told one of the teachers what happened and they later had a meeting with all of those involved.…
Junior High. The pitstop between elementary and high school. It’s either the best years of someone’s life, or the worst. Luckily for me, junior was the best! Here I am, an itty bitty seventh grader looking up at the school that would soon become my second home, ready to face all of the new challenges that come with being in junior high.…
Between the ages of five and eight I resided in a predominately white, suburban, affluent community in upstate New York. My early literacy skills and development were impacted in a multitude of ways due to my immersion in a traditional family, with a stay at home mother and working father who parented authoritatively. As the provider of the family with a superiority complex, my father did not always provide kind ways of speaking, and valued a close knit family, using the close proximity of the Adirondacks to strengthen literacy development and cognitive strategies through questioning, researching, and gaining first-hand experience from outdoor activities. From my early childhood experience, the socioeconomic, sociocultural, and environmental…