Personal Narrative: My Year's Coding Program

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I was contacted by my old coding teacher and received the opportunity to assist her in leading this year’s coding program. Although I knew I wasn't the best at coding, I saw this offer as a chance for me to learn more about it while sharing the little that I knew with others. During last year's program I got the opportunity to create my own games/programs/apps, and I learned more about JavaScript and its role in businesses. With this information I realized that knowing at least basic code is necessary in this day in age, especially if one was to pursue a career in a field of or relating to technology. At first, I was surprised to see that many of the students who attended this year’s coding program were around my age and I began to have serious doubts about my ability to instruct them. …show more content…
I was also afraid of not knowing enough about JavaScript to be able to teach people. However, I was guided by my old teacher when I wasn’t entirely sure of what to do. I learned more about coding by watching the teachers lessons, therefore my knowledge of coding became stronger even though what I learned wasn’t that advanced. I was also worried about how I would perform in front of parents who sat with their kids the first couple of days. If I didn’t act right or if it seemed like I was incompetent then that would hurt the reputation of the whole camp. After the first day i realized that if I just do what i’m supposed to do then there won’t be any problems with parents or

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