...Teaching: Making an Impact in Student’s Lives All little kids are asked, “What do you want to be when you grow up?” If I was told in the beginning of my teaching journey that I personally would make it this far and accomplish the dreams I always desired to, I would call you impractical. Growing up I knew what I aimed to be in the future: I aspired to be a teacher. In high school, I received the opportunity to be in two classes that would help me live my future before it came; teaching may take a while, however the lessons learned along the way, and the outcome, is so worth the wait. Becoming a teacher comes with obstacles, lessons, tests, etc., therefore, going into teaching one needs to know what teaching is, how to get there, and what comes...
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...preschool. I believe that all parents need to know how beneficial it can be for their kids. Preschool prepares children for kindergarten, they are more structured and it builds their self esteem. Studies have shown that preschool effects children throughout their lives. According to the National Institute for Early Education Research, the amount of children that attend preschool has more than doubled in the past several years. In 2002, only 14% of four year olds were enrolled in a preschool. In 2016, that percentage escalated to 32%. A total of 1.5 million children were enrolled in preschool last year. However, that is still 68% of four year olds that are not getting the advantage that the other 32% are. Some people are beginning to understand how valuable preschool is, but still not enough. Children are taught discipline and structure in preschool. Their teachers...
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...I am currently a Junior in High School, and in a few weeks my Junior year will come to an end. This August i'll start my senior year. I never really thought about what Interest me until I met my friends mom, whom is a psychiatrist. I got the chance to meet her and to get to know what psychiatry is all about. Thanks to her I figured out my interest and what career I wanted to go into. I am interested in becoming an anesthesiologist or a psychologist, or would like to go into something dealing with medicine, which is why I am currently in the early college at my school, graduating with my interdisciplinary studies in science. I remember going through a lot of pressure at such a young age , I was only five a kindergarten in elementary. I had...
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...of the school. I always wondered what was behind that door when my mom would drop my sister off, luckily I knew my turn was coming next year and I would be one of the kids playing out front waiting for the bell to ring and then I would be able to walk through that door. What was behind that door was even more than a magical feeling. When you walked in jut to the left were the cubbies. Not just any cubbies, my cubby where I would hang my coat and put my bag every day. As you walked further into the room it opened up into a bright, sunny, fun room with a carpet in the right hand corner and these things called ABC’s up on the wall, along with crafts in the back of the room that we would soon work on once a week. But the most amazing part of my kindergarten experience stood right there in the middle of the room, Mrs.Zigler herself. She is the one that taught me how to read and to write. My earliest memory of learning to read and write would defiantly have to kindergarten, the best grade ever. I think kindergarten has a lot to do with who I'm as writer and the things I like to pick up and read. My kindergarten experience can be broken down into three different categories; reading time, activities, and Mrs.Zigler. Because of my reading and writing experience in kindergarten I really enjoy science, babysitting, and soccer. Reading time was such a blast! All the way from story time and the moms coming into read with us all the way to the hallway testing (yes I actually enjoyed...
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...and write ever since I was taught my ABC's for the first time. It's been a huge part of my life in a lot of different aspects. I learned how to read when I was three years old because I went to a daycare where I was the youngest kid and the only one who couldn't read. Reading and writing just stuck with me after that. After I started reading better than my older daycare-mates, school was ready for me to conquer. The school put me with older kids right away and I was in English class with 3rd graders when I was in kindergarten. It helped me out with making friends and I always got along with older kids better than my own classmates. Elementary school is my favorite time of my life so far, because of all of the little things I learned from school and the kids that were around me and I don't think it would have been even close to how fun it was if it weren't for me being able to read so young. My love for reading stayed with me through junior high and high school too. I started reading more historical and biographical books than adventure and story books as I got older. My favorite books went from the “Harry Potter” series to Albert Einstein and Abraham Lincoln biographies. Starting in high school too, I got more into writing than before. I would try writing stories when I was in 4th or 5th grade, but I could never write more than two pages without me changing the whole story because I didn't think it was cool anymore. So, I never really thought much about writing until I enrolled...
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...School Bells… I started kindergarten at Spring Hill Elementary School. There my teacher’s name was Mr. Shortner. Around half way through the year I won student of the month at that school and not even three days later I switched schools to Chocachatti. My kindergarten teacher’s name there was Mrs. Noark. Everyone thought she was the best teacher ever. She didn’t like to give us homework so we used to call her Mrs. No Work. She was really nice and loved teaching the class. My mom was excited for me to go to kindergarten. She was excited because she wanted me to learn in a new environment and meet new friends and have fun new experiences. When I was in kindergarten I got in trouble for sleeping in class a few times. I would fall asleep while a teacher put on a movie or a video or when we had an easy day. Chocachatti is a performing arts school so we would do plays and musicals all the time. I remember my class was connected to another class in the hallway to get to the other class there was a little stage and seats for the audience. That was my favorite thing to do while I was in kindergarten. I would pretend that I was on stage performing a play and the audience of my friends...
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...I would say that standards 1 most likely address grades K-2. Young children are very active and enjoy learning and mastering skills. By second grade they should be able to demonstrate smooth transitions between sequential locomotor skills. Also, students show progress toward achieving mature form in the more complex manipulative skills (e.g., foot dribble) and achieve mature form in the less complex manipulative skills (e.g., underhand throw). By second grade they should be able to demonstrate control in traveling, weight-bearing, and balance activities on a variety of body parts. However, to achieve this foundation should be laid in kindergarten. This standard can be built on their whole life. NASPE standard 2 can be introduced at the kindergarten level. However, there are parts that would be best taught at a third grade level; Alignment & muscular tension and strategies & tactics. Kindergarteners can learn Differentiates between movement in personal (self-space) and general space. Also, they are capable of learning how to travel in 3 different pathways and travels in general space with different speeds. Again for NASPE standard 3 you can begin to introduce these concepts on a...
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...year 2018 will make twenty years since I graduated from high school. I think Iwill probably be still living here in Sarasota. I will be quite comfortable with myliving situation, meaning that I will be married to Paul Smith. We will have one child:Linda Treasa Smith, who at that point will be three-years-old and a little devil. Paul isa sweet guy; he will do anything for anyone. He is six feet tall and built well. He has baby blue eyes and blond hair. We will have been together for five years and will behappy together--this is forever. Conclusion As I said in the beginning, I was born here in Florida and I've lived here my wholelife. I would like to see more of the USA but unfortunatly, I don't have any money to leave Florida to go anywhere right now. I hope you have enjoyed reading my lifestory as much as I have enjoyed writing it for you. Try to get as much as you can outof school; you're only there for twelve years and when you graduate, you're homefree. Here's a tip for you to live or try to live by: If you think it, it can be done All of the experiences, difficulties and hardships that I have encountered during my life havehelped shape me into the person I am today; from simply going to school and meeting new people, toaiding a sick mother and helping raise my younger brother, each day I have lived has molded me into the person I have become. Throughout my years in the academic setting, I always worked hard to earnmy grades. I never took things for granted and was...
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...During the beginning of my divorce I had contemplated living in my car because with my income I was not able to afford the rent and because of this experience I find myself emotionally drawn to the topic of affordable housing. Incidentally, I’m a homeowner candidate for habitat and my home construction will start in June of this year. Affordable housing is a real problem and can happen to anyone at any given time, a lost job, a divorce such as in my case, and/or an income problem. The most enlightening for me would be the different angles to view a social problem. I really thought it was unique to see a social problem from a conflict perspective to a feminist perspective etc. The issues I waiver on the most on was on the topic of sexual...
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...I grew up in a small close knit farm town, know as Marcellus, New York. There is really nothing too special about it, it was a one horse town with the closest supermarket being 15 minutes away. Did I mention that my backyard was a corn field? Well, it was and being from a small town I definitely learned a lot through my education and community involvement. I lived in Marcellus my whole life and attended school there from kindergarten through my senior year. The school was small, everyone knew everybody, and you basically stayed friends with the same people from kindergarten. All the way through school I struggled academically, mathematics and science just wasn’t my thing. I tried to get involved in reading and writing but I found that I really wasn’t good at those either. I had math support, AIS writing, AIS social studies, tutors, and almost every other possible service in the book that I could have without being given an IEP or 504 plan. I used to think to myself how am I going to make it in college and be a good teacher if I am struggling just to make it in high school. What I found was that it wasn’t that I didn’t know the material, I lacked the confidence in myself to know that not everything had to be perfect. Growing up I went through a lot, I wasn’t mature enough to realize and understand what was going on until I was in high school, and by that time it was just a matter of hiding it because I didn’t want people to know what was going on and the cards that I had been...
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...Yolanda Young(YY) experiences being black. She is a female lawyer and a columnist for ‘’USA Today’’ and she has been ignored by the society for two decades until a miracle, only black people would ever dream, about happened. Barack Obama, the first black president of the United States. You can say it became a bit easier being black when the big companies now began making black dolls and the society began listening to black stars as Tyra Banks and Naomi Campbell. Michelle Obama became a symbol for beauty which YY now could relate. African Americans were now met on the streets with a smile and a ‘’hello’’ from the white citizens of Washington. She writes about this experiment, where children have to choose between a black and a white doll in who is the prettier one and nearly all of them chose the white doll. In text number 2, we have Eric Holder(EH), the Attorney General of the United States, making a speech. Overall his perspective on how U.S.A. handles different human races is positive. He finds it very important that every race is welcome, and he thinks that U.S.A. has done a great integration. Walter Backstrom(WB) who is a columnist, writes the last text. WB thought that children in kindergarten only learned about ABCs and colours, but after a conversation with a kindergarten teacher, he now got another perception. She showed him a book about slavery. He believe that we continue to be obsessed with race. 2. Compare style, such as language and tone, in text 1 and...
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...When I was three I took my baby sisters toy to see what she would do. She immediately burst into tears: this is the first time I remember being mean. In preschool a boy was stepping on my coat and making annoying noises. I wanted my coat and I wanted him to be quiet so I hit him on the head: this is the Second time I remember being mean. In kindergarten my friend and I got in a fight with a fifth grader and everyday on the bus a rapid firing of insults (most of which I didn’t know) would ensue back and forth from us to her. I didn’t realize it at the time but we were probably being bullies just as much as we were being bullied. In second grade I didn’t have a single friend in my class, the only girls in my class were all from the popular...
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...With long and deliberate strokes I signed my kindergarten masterpiece, M-A-R-K, narrowly missing the puddle of wet white glue above the floppy plastic eyeball. I paused with a familiar thought: it just didn’t fit. Mark was just too short and awkward sounding and such a great tissue paper turkey deserved a better signature. I couldn’t escape the disappointment because Mark followed me in bold letters everywhere. On my lunch box, the tag inside my coat, my baseball glove, etc. The name Mark was like the annoying neighborhood kid you get stuck with over summer vacation and just can’t get rid of. I had no idea that over time, this unwanted companion would become my respected friend. Why couldn’t I have names like my brothers? Richard was the oldest and his name was strong and confident. Best of all he could be Rich or Richard, a multifunctional name; Richard when he became president and Rich with his buddies on the playground. And then there was Russell who could always be Russ when the need arose. What were my parents thinking? Did they just run out of letters? It was obvious to me that my name should’ve been Robert. This theory was reinforced by my Sesame Street logic: Richard, Russell, Robert, Mark; which one of these just doesn’t belong? I wanted Robert… not Mark, and like that unwanted tag along there didn’t seem to be anything I could do to get rid of it. As years went by, various experiences made me more accepting of my name. One of the most...
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...dinosaur names and match them to their pictures. I knew this was not normal. That’s why I hid his books whenever we had guests. At 3 1/2 he was reading ingredients on boxes in my grocery cart and telling me which ones we shouldn't buy. People would look at him funny, so, I did my best to leave him home whenever I had to go to the market. When he was 4 and reading high school level books, my cousin, the public school teacher, told me public school would ruin him. I didn't listen. I honestly thought for some reason that they would love to have a kid like this in any school. Until...The first day of kindergarten when the teacher requested that I have a talk with him. He was reading all the words that were up on the walls and he couldn't write his name. She didn't want the other children to feel bad that they couldn't read like him. Then she asked me to tell him not to be so lazy. She thought that since he could read so well, he obviously had to be able to write his name. I listened and did as she asked. My son's first school lesson was that he was bad because he could read and that he couldn't write his name. Later that year, he wanted to take his medical book in for show and tell. I said "no" and handed him a toy instead. He went to school in tears that day. At 5 1/2 he was answering questions on Jeopardy and for a long time only my husband and I knew this. In the first grade, he couldn't sit still in reading class. Back then I wondered why. In the second grade, he still...
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...Willed Ignorance An area in my life where I have been guilty of willed ignorance is religion. I have gone to Catholic school since kindergarten and have consequently been very sheltered in the subject of religion for my whole life. I have always been surrounded by people that shared the same beliefs as me and had very little reason to ever look into other religions. Because of this the only real knowledge I had of religions outside of Catholicism was that of stereotypes and generalizations. Without a real understanding of alternate religions, I saw Catholicism as superior to other religions. I compared my 12 years of learned teachings and practices to the barely there knowledge of alternate religions and of course concluded that Catholicism...
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