My Favorite Teacher Essay

second grade students, and a mentor teacher. There are about 8 ELL students who are at about level 3 on the proficiency. The students understand English and can speak it as well. They have the ability…

because I didn’t know what to expect. Some of the things that I did expect were that the teachers would be more strict and that the work would be more challenging than in sixth. Throughout the year I was able to get to know the teachers and learn that most were very nice and that I had nothing to worry about. The work was a little more challenging than in sixth but it’s supposed to be. One of the highlights of my seventh grade school year is that I played basketball. At the beginning of seventh…

My first day of kindergarten was not a huge deal because the class room was right across from my preschool classroom where I had spent the past two years. However, I was still very excited and nervous because it was my first time staying at school for the entire day. I was finally leaving my house on Second street in Elmhurst, IL, where I spent my first 11 years, for a full day. I distinctly remember wearing my favorite pink polo with a butterfly on it, a jean skirt, pigtails, and pink adidas…

differences in our educational experiences. Schools across the United States of America and other countries of the world don 't have access to a large supply of materials for Art, Music, and Theater classes for example. I also think this situation teachers future and even current…

I’ve wanted to be a teacher for as long as I could remember. Originally, I wanted to teach to make a difference in the lives of others, but I didn’t really know how I was going to do that. I had only wanted to be another resource for students, but to be just that isn’t enough. I need to do something more and be something more. For me, I think the most important thing I’ve learned from this course is from John Dewey. The students need to be able to connect their learning to their everyday lives…

A Diamond in the Rough My sophomore year of high school feels like it happened a millennium ago, and my memories of those nine months have essentially vanished from my head. Try as I might, the only memory I can recall in vivid detail is of my second period class, Algebra 2, with Mrs. Parks. Far from my favorite subject, Algebra had little importance to me; rather all of its significance comes from the fact that it was my first interaction with Mrs. Parks which would begin a two year journey…

Reconciled Love Just like most kids my story of how reading has impacted my life started when I was very young. A memory of my childhood was my parents laying my sister Ashley and I down every night to read us a bible story. I was always an adventurous kid, so for me story time was just another adventure. I have always enjoyed reading like my mom; however, I would prefer to be outside with a ball in my hand like my dad. Regardless of how hard I resisted, my mom would insist that I come inside…

come to know and spent my time with a very hardworking and respectful group of 2nd, 3rd and 4th grade students at Naramake Elementary School in Norwalk, CT. It has been a very memorable experience, one that I will cherish forever. I went into this experience thinking that I knew a lot about the teaching profession and had previous experiences in the schools, but I left knowing a lot more than I could have ever imagined. I learned so much not only from my cooperating teacher, Lori Anrico as well…

and proactive life. Also putting forth the effort to succeed in both areas is a must to do the best that you possibly can. Putting forth the research to find that good school whether it being high school or college is something I will defiantly do for my own kid’s education. High school and college are alike in ways, but also very different as well. Let’s start with differences between the two education levels. One thing that I think is very different from high school to college is the overall…

because my mom had already dropped me off in the main office. “Are you scared?” Was the first thing my mom has asked me before dropping me off. “No” I answered without thinking. At the time I was not lying about my answer. I later came to the conclusion that The only reason I replied that was because my mom was still present. So I walk in to this classroom full of 4th grade students who were sitting at their desks quietly reading their books. The teacher later on greets me and points me to my…