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1. Feelings I had about my experiences and what I did or observed today:
I went into this field with a somewhat negative mindset. I was very upset about how far the school was from my house and heard negative opinion on this field experience. However, when I left Lafayette Elementary I had a completely different mindset. I really like the teacher I am assigned and love the dynamics of a resource classroom. I look forward to the future weeks and all my teacher has to teach me.
2. How my prior thinking was reinforced or challenged:
Originally, I was not planning to enter the Special Education field. My Block 1 reinforced this opinion, but I strongly believe that when I am done with this field and begin looking for potential teaching positions,

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