I was ten years ago and I can still vividly remember sitting on an old, wooden rocking chair while the words of The Very Hungry Caterpillar trembled off my lips to a room full of second graders. I can recall the eagerness and excitement that filled their little faces as I flipped from page to page. There was an abundance of curiosity and desire to learn in that classroom that made me happy that I decided on skipping recess to read to the younger students. There was a fire that lit in my ten-year-old body that day. That was the day where I finally had an answer to all the “What do you want to be when you grow up?”…
Change happens everywhere, and most of the time, it is very hard to deal with. For me, I hated moving. It was difficult to think that I had to a leave the place where I grew up for most of my life. And then when it happened, it did not get any better. “The first step toward change is awareness.…
I was introduced to the multi-faceted world of teaching, classroom management, lesson planning, and assessing students. I truly appreciate all the work my teachers and professors have done for me so much more now that I have been 'on the other side ' of it all. Being able to pass on knowledge to others is the most rewarding experience I have ever had and I 'm certain that I will continue to use the skills I have learned through teaching music and piano for years to…
I learned how hard it is to have a perfect lesson and you will never have. There 's so many little mistakes that can be fixed and it 's neat being able to see them and making changing for the next time you teach…
When I first arrived in The United State I was truly alarming to go out or collaborate with different children. Before school began, I basically stayed inside and didn't have any contact with other individuals, aside from my relatives. At the time that I begin school in nine reviews, I needed to connect with different children surprisingly, which wasn't simple for me. I inevitably discover that I could be an equivalent to them and soon settled down into school. The nature of instruction in that first year wasn't awful as I envisioned it, I took in a great deal and grew a considerable measure amid that year.…
I am the oldest child. I have two younger siblings who I love unconditionally, but life as the oldest child is not the picnic most people think it is. I know this probably sounds cliché, becoming who I am because of my siblings, but it is the truth without them I would not be the person I am today. When I was four years old my mother became pregnant with my sister. My sister, Madison was born seven months before I turned five.…
The Person I have chosen to write this forum on is my mother. I grew up in a home where her parenting style was very authoritative. This has strongly made an impact on my life and how I am perceived by my friends and others. My mother was very consistent with boundaries however; she was always open to discussion. My mother had furthered her education in child and family services and therefore, implemented many skills in our home.…
The school I chose to visit is Child Development Services (CDS) Head Start I met with Sheryl Grasmick who is the center manager. She shared many of the safety procedures with me the first thing that is noticed when entering in to the school there is a key pad in the front entrance that a code has to be entered for the door to unlock the floor is tile and there are runner mats for when the weather is bad so students and parents don't have to walk on wet tile. Sheryl said they have fire evacuation, severe weather/tornado procedure and lock down procedures in place that all employees have been trained on as well as they do drills on a monthly basis to keep the students aware of the proper procedure. For the fire evaluation students are required to line up walk outside along the playground fence and line up along the back of the fence and stay there as their teacher calls attendance to make sure all students are accounted for once they are the teacher holds up a green card showing all are safe and accounted for, there is also a white card with a red cross showing paramedics are needed or a red card, meaning not all are…
For my second entry of my integrative report I had another one-on-one interaction with Jacob, the three-year-old boy from my last entry. Jacob is a false name I will be using throughout this report for confidentiality purposes. This visit was very similar to my last visit as I babysat at the home of the child and we visited the park down the street. Much like the last time we played in the basement, which had lots of toys to play with and a television. Jacob is part of a traditional nuclear family as he has both a biological mother and father who he is dependent on (Shaffer, Kipp, Wood, & Willoughby, 2013, pg.…
It was a Saturday morning March 17, 1996 I was eight months in my mother’s tummy and my due date was in mid April. Uncle Benito had the crazy idea of going to the snow all because my mother had never seen the snow. My mother told me of a hill she sled down from, a great slope that didn’t leave her feeling to good “No me siento muy bien.” My uncle rushed her to Granada Hills Hospital on the morning of March 19, 1996; I was born seven pounds at eight minutes until eight.…
I remember when I was 5, the first time I went to a building daily for 8 hours. I sat down on the cold blue chair. In front of me was a bin of crayons, all the colors of the rainbow: red, orange, yellow, green, blue, indigo, and purple. I remember sitting in the cold room and having the freedom to draw marks on my blank sheet of paper. The dye scratching against the table, colors spreading across the canvas like the sun, rising in the early morning.…
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.…
During the course of my childhood, I often went through some highs and lows. I was born in Danvers, Mass in 1996. This is a wealthier town just north of Boston. At that time, I had an older sister named Paige, who is currently 22. By the age of two, my parents got a divorce, and my mom moved out of my childhood home.…
Growing up, both my parents, mother and step-father, worked for various police departments, whether it be SWAT, a detective in the Abused Persons Unit, working on the road, or . I will always remember attending events, like our annual Christmas parties, touring the police departments, or helping give to other unfortunate families. The latter was always my favorite. Because my parents worked in my community, it gave me numerous opportunities to assist the neighborhoods surrounding my county. I remember every year near Christmas, and the holidays, my mom and I would go to houses and bring them bags of gifts.…
I learned that I should prioritize more efficiently. I started to dedicate more time to academics and less time to netflix and hanging out. I learned that you in fact have time for everything you just need to learn how to fit everything into your day. I used to think that I couldn’t possibly do everything in one day. Now I know that it is possible.…