This past September I was lucky enough to travel back to my old high school to observe a past teacher of mine. His name is Don Meyer. Not only is Mr. Meyer a teacher who fully understands his subjects, but the conversations he has with his students make them think critically about their lives and the world they live in. He wants to see all of his students thrive and I could tell as I watched him teach his students. Mr. Meyer works at Mountain Pointe a high school located in Ahwatukee Arizona, Right at the base of Arizona's famous South mountain. When I first walked back into his classroom I was surprised to see he was teaching freshman. When I was in high school Mr.Meyer tough senior english and an honors humanities class. He told me the school's scheduling got a little messy
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Meyer stood by his door with his small coffee cup, something he has done for years. It was interesting to see that the freshman wanted nothing to do with me, they did not even want to know why I was their. This was something my friends told me happened to her as well. It was the upperclassmen that wanted to know why I was there, and what my name was if they hadn't already met me in previous school years.
Once the bell rang and Mr. Meyer came inside he greeted the class and told them to pull their homework out. In his other classes he usually takes his time getting started, he would ask the class how their weekend went and what was new in the world. I assumed he did not start class this way was because once these kids get talking it's difficult to pull them back in.
Class started off with bell work. Students were instructed to fix the incomplete sentence and then sit silently. Once all of the students finished their work Mr. Meyer would call on them to come up to the board and write their answers. During this time the students began to talk with their friends and lose interest on the
Meyer stood by his door with his small coffee cup, something he has done for years. It was interesting to see that the freshman wanted nothing to do with me, they did not even want to know why I was their. This was something my friends told me happened to her as well. It was the upperclassmen that wanted to know why I was there, and what my name was if they hadn't already met me in previous school years.
Once the bell rang and Mr. Meyer came inside he greeted the class and told them to pull their homework out. In his other classes he usually takes his time getting started, he would ask the class how their weekend went and what was new in the world. I assumed he did not start class this way was because once these kids get talking it's difficult to pull them back in.
Class started off with bell work. Students were instructed to fix the incomplete sentence and then sit silently. Once all of the students finished their work Mr. Meyer would call on them to come up to the board and write their answers. During this time the students began to talk with their friends and lose interest on the