Sidney. He was my choir teacher. I remember having two choices: Band or Choir. Since I thought I could sing like Spice Girls and because of my love for music, I chose choir. As a young kid, I would hear rumors from other kids saying that h was mean and rude in class. They would say not to take choir but I ignored them since I really enjoyed singing and I was going into his class very optimistic with whatever the turnout was going to be. At first everything seemed fine but there were times when I didn’t sing a certain way, sing with a certain temp, or if I had a hard time understanding & reading music notes, those were the times when he came across rude. I feel like my teacher Mr. Sidney was like of Rose’s teachers “He routinely had us grabbing our ankles to receive his stinging paddle across our butts” (1). In other words, I think teachers could get away with paddle students. I feel like if Mr. Sidney could do this to his students, he would. No one liked to take choir because Mr. Sidney was always decimating his students. Times like that, I felt discouraged and upset. I felt sadden by his behavior towards us in class and sometimes he’s lack of encouragement to do well. Encouragement was always something that made me feel empowered to do well and set goals. Later, it was learned that from him decimating his students that got back to the principal and he was job eliminated. That may have …show more content…
I have two boys and I am a widow. I did go to a vocational school to become a massage therapist, but it took a toll on my body. I recently worked at CIGNA insurance company for five years and thought I could give my boys a better life. I decided to come back to school and be dedicated to reach my goal. My goal is to become a radiologist technician. Porterville College doesn’t offer these classes. So, I am attending Porterville to do my prerequisite and then transfer to either to Bakersfield College or to Fresno City College. As I read College Fear Factor in our English class, I felt like I was connected to Eva in the beginning because she felt scared when her professor said she was going to do essay after essay, but when I read more into College Fear Factor I felt like I was more like Carlos. Carlos was “worried and he fear submitting essays because he didn’t know what exactly what the teacher wanted” (29). In other words, I feel the same way what Carlos said. I feel like I don’t know what the professor wants especially in my English classes. I wonder if I’m doing assignments right? All these questions go through my head. I’m hoping by the end of this semester I enjoy