I could smell the scent of cold dew wafting from the ajar windows, while piles of projects cluttered the window space.There were leaning towers of cardboard pinball boxes, stacks of papers, and books scattered throughout the classroom.In addition, I could see a glimpse of glimmering grass from out the window between the paper monuments. Air billowed in as if the classroom was alive and drawing a breath. Shoe squeaks echoed down the halls in tempo with Latin music. The room 's perimeter was lined with ink black computers. All in all, It was difficult to pay attention with walls that adorned with the works of creative young minds. She sat relaxed in a woven black office chair, with her hands resting in her lap.The glasses she wore glinted
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“He was definitely a mentor for me,” she explained. Mr.Guyer to her had made her feel she had a valued skill. He was flexible in his teaching and this was new to her. When I asked her what her favorite part of teaching was she paused for a moment. A smile spread across her face. She spoke warmly, “My favorite part is the moments when kids have huge “aha!” moments. They put together a lot of things they thought that they knew in new ways, and then get curious.” She continued to say that this was the spark that leads kids to ask questions and begin to want to learn. That this moment creates a longing for more knowledge, and Lights their interest.
Although, when asked the opposite her smile slipped into a look of deep thought. Thus she spoke solemnly with thoughtful words.” My worst moments generally revolve around the students, or when students are at their worst.” She then spoke of student who had come upon unfortunate times. Students who were homeless, moving from house to house, or had been taken into protective custody. “Nothing is worse than getting a phone call that one of your students attempted suicide.” She continued. You could tell that she cared deeply about all of her students, and genuinely cared for the safety and well
“He was definitely a mentor for me,” she explained. Mr.Guyer to her had made her feel she had a valued skill. He was flexible in his teaching and this was new to her. When I asked her what her favorite part of teaching was she paused for a moment. A smile spread across her face. She spoke warmly, “My favorite part is the moments when kids have huge “aha!” moments. They put together a lot of things they thought that they knew in new ways, and then get curious.” She continued to say that this was the spark that leads kids to ask questions and begin to want to learn. That this moment creates a longing for more knowledge, and Lights their interest.
Although, when asked the opposite her smile slipped into a look of deep thought. Thus she spoke solemnly with thoughtful words.” My worst moments generally revolve around the students, or when students are at their worst.” She then spoke of student who had come upon unfortunate times. Students who were homeless, moving from house to house, or had been taken into protective custody. “Nothing is worse than getting a phone call that one of your students attempted suicide.” She continued. You could tell that she cared deeply about all of her students, and genuinely cared for the safety and well