The daycare was called sunshine daycare. My favorite toy to play with was my teddy bear. I had a brother named Derick when I was 3 years old. Then we moved from Chicago to Iowa. When I was 5 years old had another brother.
As a young aspiring musician in middle school, I wanted to start a band desperately. Instead, I was known as Emerson Middle School 's’ music freak. I posted flyers in businesses around my hometown and online ads. I wanted to be like Amy Lee from Evanescence terribly, but my taste in music was different than most people. When my fellow classmates heard about my compositions and ideas, they thought it was a joke.
It was 2005, and I was only 4 years old. I went to preschool at a church called Samuel United Church of Christ. I loved preschool because I could paint and play with fun toys. So, when I became sick, I was very upset that I couldn’t go to school. I vomited throughout the day and my mother gave me the usual saltine crackers and
This 8th grade year and my entire middle school experience was a fun time and a blast. I hope I get to experience In high school. The one question for high school is will it be a drastic change. In this bit of writing from my humanities I asked a big question.
Early in my life, I used books as an escape from the harsh reality in front of me. When I was around five years old, I was trapped in an abusive and sheltered household. When the yelling started, I used to hide under my bed and stay very quiet. I would read any book that I could find to keep my mind off what was happening around me. I made myself a safe space under my bed with a light and pillows.
I grew up in a very small, one stoplight, southern town. The kind of town you see in the movies, where everyone knows everyone, where neighbors become family. The kind of town where you marry your high school sweetheart, and then, later on, raise your own family in the very same place. Growing up here things were simple. Childhood afternoons were spent running barefoot through the creeks or riding bicycles with the kid next door.
My altered landscapes project explores how every individual has environments or places that at some point served a significant purpose in their life. For some, this could mean their grandmother’s house because it reminds them of when they were 5. For others, this could mean something as simple as their favorite coffee shop. This set of images captures locations that were important to me during specific periods of my life.
I was also placed into pre-school to work for one week. The nursery had a very structured routine, the children would usually arrive at 8:00AM. The children would then have breakfast at 8:30AM and snack time at 10:00AM, pre-school will then go out in the garden at 10:30am until 11:00am and the babies and toddlers would go around 11:30am to 11:45am and get ready for lunch at 12:00. If it was a rainy day we would usually have circle time. After lunch the pre-school children, toddlers and babies would go to sleep until 2:30pm.
Literacy is one of many words in the English language that is not accurate in definition; rather it varies from person to person through cultural experiences, community, exposure, and even academic submersion. Literacy, or being “literate,” is a skill that people use constantly to perform daily tasks such as reading road signs, texting a friend or calling a family member on the phone for a few examples. Through my experiences, however, literacy is as a form of communication, writing, and reading. Each family creates traditions in their household, ranging from food traditions to holiday traditions. Some of these traditions include eating specific meals with corresponding days of the week, like Taco Tuesday, while others’ traditions could be
Well I started Pre-K then I moved to Elmore city. Soon I was enrolled in school here my teacher was Mrs. Smit. Soon I made a friend, Brittany Holt. She became my best friend. I remember when our class took a trip to the train station I sat with he and her older sister.
On the way to my first day of preschool my dad was driving and I was in the back in my car seat excited to get new friends. I convinced myself that everyone would love me. When we got there dad unclipped my car seat and I leaped out and waited for him to hold my hand and walk me in. My heart raced with excitement and crusade, my ribs hummed from my fast heart beat. The principal met us at the entrance and walked me in to my classroom with dad following.
I grew up as the youngest of four girls. While being the youngest child isn’t always the easiest, it has really contributed to who I am today. As the baby, I got to learn from not only mine, but my sisters’ mistakes and successes as well. I learned how to disagree with people calmly and talk things out. I learned to be able to listen to and accept other people’s opinions even if I didn’t agree with them.
My most recent field experience I went on was to an elementary school named Carlin Park in Angola, Indiana. I sat in on a Kindergarten classroom for 20 hours through a span of 4 weeks last spring. I really enjoyed sitting in the same classroom for that many hours because I got to know the kids as well as the teacher more than I did on my other field experiences. The environment of the classroom was awesome. It was very friendly and the teacher was great with the kids.
For the past two years I have immersed myself in learning about developmentally appropriate early childhood teaching practices, the impact of early childhood education on families and society and something else. Through my field placements and working as a full time teaching assistant I have acquired a command of early childhood curriculum frameworks and best practices for implementation in the classroom. Teaching in the early childhood setting is my passion, but it is also my second career. I bring to the classroom an unique perspective, and pragmatic outlook about the skills and talents needed to succeed in the 21st century workforce. There was a common thread throughout my education at MCLA that urged us to recognize the importance of standards,
I’ve been watching her ever since she was a little girl. She was always sweet and so innocent. She never wanted unnecessary attention. A nice, humble girl who would always take some food and some other useful things from people without them noticing. When caught, she would always say it’s for her sick and old grandmother.
