I have facilitated the development of program plans of study, in fulfillment of Perkin’s requirements, and currently working on program pathways. We are revising our course offerings and sequencing through a SREB audit completed last year. Suggested program changes and new program implementations are being evaluated against Pierce and King County Workforce data and job growth projections. Staff certifications, trainings and curriculum development needs are currently being assessed for implementation. Using state and national professional teaching standards and assessments I have provided support for teachers through assistance programs, and professional development.
Hi Tonia, I just want to update you with my placement. My first week of placement is almost finished and I have an amazing experience so far. I have learned so many things such as variety of children’s assessment and some behavioural strategies. I also meet a lot of beautiful and friendly teachers at school, which inspires me more to become a better teacher in the future. This week, I have been teaching phonics and spelling and helped my teacher to monitor children’s work.
In the past, I was the treasurer for my high school’s DECA club and I was also in charge of running my high school’s store. Last winter I became part of Merrimack’s Orientation staff, which I believe shows student leadership because I was responsible for helping the incoming freshmen acclimate to college and become responsible individuals. Being an Orientation staff member required a lot of professionalism because we were in charge of making sure we were always on time for events and respectful to the presenters and each other. Last spring, I was hired at Shaw’s Supermarket and I have recently been promoted to work in the Customer Service Desk. I believe my position shows leadership outside of campus because I am responsible for making sure
One of the many reasons I am looking primarily at Penn. State for college is the number of different, unique people that I can connect with. I have lived most of my life as the son of a member of the United States Air Force, and the diversity in the places that I have lived and the diversity of the people who lived there have deeply shaped who I am. I have consistently lived with people of different religions, different races, and different heritages throughout most of my life, and some of their ideas and ideals have been passed along to me. Once my father retired from the Air Force, I found out how much I had taken this diversity for granted.
“Crack”, “click” was what I heard before the most excruciating pain I have ever felt filled my right knee. It was on October 7th, it was just weeks before my junior season was going to start. I was at Massillon Washington high school at wrestling practice like I was almost every day. I was drilling with the assistant coach Percy McGee hitting single legs which was my favorite move. About 40 seconds into the drill I hit another single and all of a sudden my knee locked at about 90 degrees.
Your aspirations may seem at far reach when you are trying to juggle life’s responsibilities. Throwing another ball into the mix of obligations, such as your Penn Foster course, may be overwhelming. Experience has taught me that by having a daily agenda, it is possible to pursue an online degree while working, connecting with family, and partaking in leisurely activities. A little organization allows you to manage your time and relish in the moments that bring fulfillment to your life. I hope that my recommendations give you the guidance and inspiration you need.
Prior to moving in for the 2017-2018 school year at West Virginia University, I took an adventure orientation class through the university. I participated in the Odyssey 31 adventure over the week of Fourth of July, and had a great time and memorable experiences. Coming from near Gettysburg Pennsylvania to West Virginia University, I was nervous about not knowing anyone on campus. The Odyssey trip really helped in calming my nerves about moving onto campus. When I pulled into the parking lot on that monday of July 3rd, I knew only one person, my roommate Trevor, who I had only met once at new student orientation.
Today is the day I’m going to escape and finally leave this hell hole. My foster parents will be gone for at least twenty more minutes so I have some time. I could hear my heart beat in my ears as I shuffled through my dresser drawers and shoved clothes in a duffle bag. This wouldn’t be the first time I’ve been through this. At my old foster home, every day was a battle.
During my freshman year I was a really isolated student very unwilling to volunteer willingly for anything, much less take up a leadership position. Then one day I went to my counselor to see what I could do that could help me for my future, she directed me to the school’s Upward Bound program, and after joining this program my eyes have been opened dramatically. When I joined I had no idea how much work went into applying and getting accepted to university, I did not know what a transcript was, a resume, GPA, or even community service hours. However, the thing that really impacted me was the leadership aspect, I had never been a leader or even thought about leading anything, I was usually just like the follower that obeyed instructions. So when the time came I decided I was going to run for class president, and that was
“Jess, are you ready?” Nick asked blandly. “Yeah,” I replied matching his emotion. It would be an understatement to say that the Carson kids disliked me. They weren’t ever scornful.
I managed to grasp the basic concepts of learning in grammar school only to succumb to the same people and pressures in high school. I achieved honor roll status in my freshman year of high school. Regardless, I fell off track puberty, peer pressure, and hardheadedness were my worst enemy. I conclude, moving out of my first foster home where I stayed for 13 years would satisfy my curiosities and mysteries of the street.
An event in my life that has helped shape me as a person would have to be when my family started doing foster care. When I was in 6th grade we got our first set of foster kids. Luckily enough we were able to adopt them. From then on we have had two other sets of kids who either went back to their parents or switched foster homes. Each set of kids brought wonderful new meanings to my life.
Unlike most I am a daughter to many individuals, fifteen homes consisting of fifteen moms, and fifteen dads. I am a foster child, in a foster home by choice. I exaggerate “by choice”, because I’m not actually a foster child, I am not actually in the foster care system. My name sits in the category “homeless”. I have walked in and out of six homes, accepted not accepted, loved not loved, and sometimes bed, or no bed.
Coming from two different cultures, I did not fully understand how to accept death seeing that one is more death affirming whereas the other is not. As I was growing up, I saw the two conflicts before my eyes, but it never impacted me in any way. However, one day after rushing my aunt to the hospital, my family and I discovered she only had two months left to live. A year later, my grandfather passed away due to a stroke. This was my first time ever dealing with death and my first time seeing my two culture clashing; consequently, with not knowing what to do, I spiraled downward in the abyss.
Beep! Beep! Beep! My alarm made me jump as it woke me up. The sound of it couldn’t be more revolting.