From my personal experience, when I was in elementary school I remember my teacher would let us sit on yoga ball it always helped me concentrate and it helped me when I was really active because I could not move around, it will make me fall if I move around. I like the idea of standing desks because I prefer standing a lot but when I need to I could sit down on the tool, but I could still move my legs around and be somewhat active. So if one day you're feeling antsy you can just stand. Also I think if your tired it could help you stay awake. Mark Benden also states that sitting desk can cause kids to be obese, he also says that too much sitting is bad for your health.…
Fourth through sixth grade I was the top of the class. I attended Lincoln Elementary and Forest Park Middle School. Elementary for me was easy except learning my multiplication and division facts was a huge struggle. I had many friends fourth and fifth grade year. I was also in a girls scout group called nature girls.…
The End of 5th Grade He's the best teacher I've ever had. He was like a uncle to me, he means so much to me. I could tell him anything. That's why the tears won't stop raining down as I hear the news.…
I was kinda nervous the first day, but then I got used to it. I hated the uniforms because I loved wearing whatever I wanted, but it still it was kinda nice, just waking up and not trying to find something to wear. It also was the first year that I had to travel through the whole school, and my schedule was set up so none of my classes were by each other. At the end of the school year on of the teams went to the zoo for team day, but my team went bowling and to the tech center, I think that bowling was way better than going to the…
My challenging situation, i have faced was having a diffcult time in middle school. MY responce was to talk to my consular about my ecudemic struggles. He recommened that i take a speech and lanuage evaluation. After discussing with my family and teachers they all thought it was imperative for me to take it. Cincidently i was diagnosed with a speech and language disablitly That made me want to work twice as hard and show people i can succeed just like anyone else can.…
The beginning of eighth grade, in all of its horror and glory. Students in hordes piling up at the front doors, a jumble of frenzied emotions. New people, new clothes, new supplies, new teachers, new schools, new locker, new classes, new, new, new. I could feel the anticipation in the young sixth graders eyes, the excitement in the seventh graders expressions. Then, there was my grade.…
Prior to middle school, I thought I was satisfied with my position. I had friends, got along with my teachers, excelled in sports, and got decent grades in my classes. Back then, I thought this well-roundedness I sought between these necessities would offer me self-satisfaction. Little did I know, however, that I was going to confront this well-rounded nature of mine during my first awards ceremony in middle school. Among the most intelligent, artistic or athletic of the students present there, I was the one of the few who simply struggled to stand out.…
Draft #1 So many things have happened in my years in school, however i’ll never forget my first year of middle school. My first day of middle school was mid october. I remember my mom couldn't make it so i was stuck with my aunt. I was always used to either having 1 teacher or four, but know i had 8 classes in many different places.…
In the seventh grade, I faced a large transition in life. The previous year I had experienced middle school for the first time, but I would make that entrance again. I moved from Texas to North Dakota, where seventh grade was the first year of middle school. I took on those same fears and hopes that I had faced before, but in an unfamiliar place where I had no one except for family to give me support. I tried a lot of new things that year, mainly wrestling.…
That Day in Fourth Grade “People come into our lives for a reason, bringing something you must learn, and we are led to those who help us most to grow if we let them and we help them in return. -Glinda” One of my best friends today, Teonna Frye, has influenced a lot of the choices that have made me into who I am today. I first met her as a “not-so-little,” brown-haired fourth grader. She was a giant that towered over all the kids in our grade.…
My first day of middle school was hell, I have always been good at school. My grades have never been bad and neither have my actions and or attendance. Probably from having a mom that is also a teacher. I look at that as a good thing though, watching kids just goof off and not come to school then high school rolled around and it was like I got to look down on them because they did not prepare for bigger and better things. School wasn't bad for me because it was hard, it was bad because i was always shy in school.…
Who would have known that middle school could be so cruel. Seriously, at that young age I thought that the kids would be sweet as gum drops. I was dead wrong. It was as if it was a crime to not have been a stick figure. It was a crime for to embrace your intellectual side.…
Midway through delivering a lesson to my students, my classroom door flung open with a crash as though the Reckoning had come to collect my soul. In fact, in a non biblical sense, it had, but it wasn’t my soul on the line, it was my position as a teacher in the district. My principal, squatty and stout, with salt and pepper hair, and dark ink colored bags under his eyes stood in the doorway and raised his index and thumb at me in the same fashion small children make guns out of their hands and said, “We need to talk…now,” and then backed out of the doorway into the hallway. Quickly and nervously, I instructed my students of their task as I made my way to the back of the classroom and into the hall.…
The end of the sixth grade is approaching, and all the middle school students are chatting about what they will be doing over the summer. The downside is, we still have one exam to finish. Suddenly, my friend Gabby skips over towards me in the halls with a huge grin. I say, “Hi.” “Hey, aren’t you super excited for summer?”…
First grade always stands out in my memory. I can’t remember who I spoke to on the phone five minutes ago but I sure as hell can remember first grade. I became an avid reader and started writing that year. This is when I learned I had an aptitude for telling stories.…