character sprites from video games and other things. To make a pixelated character sprite out of perler beads you first need to get your tools, then you have to choose your design and make it, and lastly you have to mend it together. The first thing you need to is get your tools. You’ll need a few things, including perler beads in a variety of different colors (or simply…
Playing the Game In Dave Cullen’s novel Columbine, he tells the story behind the school shooting at Columbine High School. He gives us a lot of background behind the killers. The two killers, Dylan and Eric, act as normal as every day students in a school. Dave tells us “Psychopaths don’t act like Hannibal Lector or Norman Bates. They come off like Hugh Grant, in his most adorable role” (240). Eric and Dylan throw a curve ball to their pupils by playing the game of a psychopath. Dylan hides…
The writing center was designed with the goal in mind of providing with didactic materials that will help the child to develop skills. For example the fine motor skill, how to grab the pencil, how to write on the paper, and how to play with match cards with words and pictures. Such materials were displayed on a table at the child’s level. The materials I provided had the main purpose of being explored to understand the concept of words and learn letters. I used the materials so he could be…
Think about this, an entire classroom filled with fourth graders, sitting in groups, but all playing a spelling game on their tablets being extremely quiet. Sounds great on the technology’s point of view, the students are learning how to spell words, but they are not helping one another or having simple communication between one another. This does not sound like…
program. I loved it because you would read books, and then takes quizzes on those books. Depending on your score, you would accumulate points, and those points could be used to buy things from the AR store. They had everything: speakers, Xbox games, CDs, pens, pencils, everything. You could even purchase the privilege of being principal of the day. But the best part of the entire program was that when you reached 300 points, the secretary would…
Standing on the sideline was the coach observing the games, each game consisted of individual talents split up into mock teams. To my surprise, the team I was placed on contained the fastest and most skillful players. Progressing through the game was an easy stomp of 2-0, prior to the halftime mark, the coach ushered me over making me wonder… and before I knew it, he swapped me over to the other team. For some reason that just made the game more enticing. From there on out, was when the…
out today with a sick daughter. The Principal advised that he would be staying in the classroom all day. Most of the day the students were well behaved, however there were a few minor social incidents. One student started to cry because he lost is pencil and thought someone…
different time periods, so it was inferred that they had to be quite different. In this paper, two stories from different time periods’ themes will be compared and contrasted. Although some people may believe that stories written in different time periods can’t have similar themes, they can because of similar character selection and real life circumstances. The first story that is being analyzed is The Most Dangerous Game by Richard Connell which was written in 1924. The second story is The…
are common sounds and words heard when handling Chromebooks. Schools should not have Chromebooks for numerous reasons. Chromebooks have many physical flaws, help get children in trouble, cost an abundance of money, and are less organized than paper pencil work and books or textbooks. Many of the students at my school have problems with the physical flaws of their Chromebooks. The first flaw of the Chromebook is the screen. The screen cracks very easily and one of the numerous ways that…
single moments forever by attempting to preserve even the most trivial memories. I developed a habit of jotting down anything and everything. In time, the words on the backs of my hands resembled complex road maps of ink paved streets. I also had loose paper scraps in every corner of my room filled…