Recommended: Role of the teachers
That was the last class I could take with Mrs. Pelz as my teacher, and it just so happened that she retired, that year as well. Saying goodbye to her was hard, but I knew I would be seeing her often after my junior year. She even promised to go to my graduation. This class I walked into as a freshman changed my life. It created an interest and a talent I never dreamed I could have.
At the end of 5th grader we went to a tour at Incline Middle School. We were elated that we will be going to this school! We will be the new 6th graders. I felt so excited. We finally got there.
I really like that my school rewarded us for doing well in our classes, but they did it at the end of the year for a grand finally of the school year. I believe at the end of that year was when I started being a good student. I found out how important it was to get good grades. As soon as everybody was on the bus we started our trip to Six
Lani: I was helping for someone’s project for COMM 245; I was in the video lab, in the studio. I was on campus and decided to contact everyone I knew who comes to the school. I remember I sent out a snap saying guys I think there is a shooting, be careful and then I started sending out individual texts to people making sure they were okay, like hey are you good? Stay out of an area.
At last, my third grade was so exciting because now I get to go to the big kids building. My teacher was Mrs.Dean one of my favorite teachers. In her class it was always my friends, Breann, Autumn, Kimberley, Jada and I. We were bad when we used to go on bathroom break we used to climb the bathroom stalls, we always got caught and in trouble for it. Jada and I would always fight just to see who could win.
My teachers were so nice and helped me after school for 30 minutes every day. The students were nice and I learned to participate in class. I was a bright girl so I knew how to make friends. I was in ELD (English language development) until first grade.
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.
“Set,” Bang! The gun goes off and I quickly shoot ahead of the rest of the field. My strides long and quick as I sprint for the track. I can’t hear anyone behind me, I must be a good 10 meters in front of everyone else. I run around the track and continue to sprint across the field back to the crowd of parents, friends, and girls soccer players who were forced to attend this last cross country meet of the season.
It was crazy for me to think that I just started my sophomore year and I applied to a different school for my junior year. The spring of my sophomore year I received an email from Penta Career Center saying I was accepted into Construction Electricity Program. I was so excited and nervous at the same time. When my junior year started everything was new to me; the school, people, and Electricity.
My transition from sixth grade to seventh grade was the best and worst year of my life but this was also the year I realized how grateful I was. I remember one important day so vividly. It was a rainy day and I was in my sixth grade social studies class, eager for the clock to hit 3:00. With fifteen minutes of class left, my assistant principal walked into the classroom and called ten students- including me- to step outside.
The beliefs I have about teaching are as follows: students have the potential to succeed academically and teachers should display enthusiasm and passion when they teach, as well as should maintain high expectations for their students. All children can learn; it does not matter if they are general education students or students with special needs. Students have the potential and capacity to learn—this occurs inside and outside of the classroom. In addition, it is also important for teachers to differentiate, especially since their end goal is to meet the needs of their students. The purpose of this reflection is to describe my personal teaching beliefs, from instructional strategies to the establishment of a positive home-school connection.
The first half of this semester was swift and I can’t believe how fast it passed by. College is a whole new world for me that I had never imagined with a lot of new experiences that I hope will shift me into a better and smarter person. There are more things I can do in college that I would have never dared to do in high school and I am happy for these new freedoms. I am able to eat in class, leave class without asking and they don’t care if I pay attention or not. My high school teachers would always tell me to wait for the bell, sometimes would not let me leave and if I did not pay attention they would yell.
Tired of eating rice, meat, and beans for lunch. Also, listening to the lunch lady exclaim “eat it all or else you will not grow”. Quite frankly, nine-year-old me decided that growth was not important if it meant not having to eat rice, meat, and beans every day. I remember asking my cousin, Ana, “How is the lunch over there?”. This was a vital detail that nine-year-old me had to know.
I believe that I have learned many useful lessons this semester. At the start of this semester I honestly did not know how to write a proper essay. There were several big problems with my writing style. My poor grammar and lack-luster writing skills were a real problem. I feel more confident now that I have written some decent papers and come close to completing my first English class.
For my practicum experience I was at the Sacred Heart Medical Center ICU (2S). The Sacred Heart ICU takes a variety of different patients – traumas, strokes, septic patients, etc. To guide my time on this unit I was assigned a nursing preceptor. Mackensie Rockstrom, who was with me for all but 28 of my total 136 hours, has been a nurse for five years. Two and a half of these years have been spent in the ICU, the other two on the 8th floor, a neurological floor, of Sacred Heart.
