Personal Narrative In The Classroom

I remember elementary school very well. I cried everyday of Kindergarten, begging my patient teacher, Mrs. Graber, to allow my mom to come and pick me up. I chewed on the ribbons of my pink floral dress, tears streaming down my face, too scared to talk to other kids and too homesick to pay attention to lessons. Mrs. Graber rocked me in her chair, daily. She gave me homework to catch up on the things that I had been too grief stricken to comprehend. Eventually, I grew out of my fears of school, and was able to pass Kindergarten. I was still painfully shy, but I had made it over my first hurdle, thanks to my kind and attentive teacher. In first grade, I had no friends. Mostly, I sat quietly while other girls in my class looked through their Lisa Frank stickers. Luckily, I was given a new opportunity and a new teacher- this time in the form of theater. Mrs. Bane’s class was interesting to a six-year-old me. We sang songs and watched the older kids act in class productions. I was in awe. I don’t really remember how I learned that there would be auditions for the school play, but I do remember standing there on the school stage, hands covering my mouth, on the verge of tears, and Mrs. …show more content…
Teachers should set the standard for students in learning how to behave, how to treat one another, and the importance of respect for themselves and respect for others. In taking care of a young mind through the introduction of books and math and science, specifically the importance of ideas, we are cultivating creativity and thoughtfulness. In our current political climate, I would like to emphasize that teachers and schools need to help our kids understand the need to listen and work with others despite their differences and because of their differences. In doing this, we are creating a country of well-rounded, educated and supportive individuals that can work towards a better