Personal Narrative: My Autobiography Of A Child

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I documented the children and assessed them after I demonstrated the project first. I stood back and watched the children not talking to them and listened. They were talking among themselves and saying what they thought would happen next. Children would even say the things I did as I presented the project. After sometime I asked the children what they were doing to hear their responses. I noted small sentences and specific word at times, nothing too much at once. Their actions and words were enough to get a good assessment.

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