A teacher that has impacted me greatly was my fourth grade teacher. My parents were born and raised in the United States, and they both spoke English and Spanish fluently. My maternal grandmother decides to move back to Puerto Rico and my father and mother go with her. I was born in San Juan, Puerto Rico and lived in Trujillo Alto, Puerto Rico until I was eight years-old. As soon as second grade finished, my family and I moved to Newark, New Jersey. I spoke English when I lived in Puerto Rico so there was no reason to put me in ESL classes. In third great I had an amazing teacher named Mrs. Thompson. In a class that had thirty plus students, she did her best to help me develop my English reading and writing skills. After third grade, my skills developed greatly but I was still not where my fourth grade teacher wanted me to be. …show more content…
Tursini, my fourth grade teacher, saw that I was not happy with my barely passing grades I got back in third grade so she took a lot of time out to help me and other student who were in the same boat as me. The school I went to had a lot of students who were not doing so well in school. One day in class, Mrs. Tursini wrote a double digit multiplication problem on the board and asked if anyone could solve the problem. After a few moments she says angrily, “Really? No one knows how to do this?” All of the kids in class looked around and no one raised their hand, except a boy named Cristian. Cristian was able to start the problem but did not know how to finish the problem. Mrs. Tursini said, “Well this is a start”, and she went and sat down at her desk. All of the students noticed she was very sad at the fact that no one knew how to do the problem written on the board. The next day, Mrs. Tursini came in with a whole new game plan. She started teaching every subject from the bottom up. Her focus was to prepare every student for the upcoming state
Nat Turner was an African American slave who influenced the slave culture to believe in the positives in order to improve their lifestyle. He influenced his fellow slaves by rebelling and fighting against slavery. The results for Nat Turner did not turn out how he wanted, until after his life was gone. His influences changed the future of the United States and the future of African Americans.
I was a typical 6th grader with a love for social time and hatred towards pointless homework. As I was tapping my foot on my creaking wooden desk with my book opened pretending to read, Mr. Daniels was watching over me like a bird that just gave birth to chicken eggs. I had a feeling she was going to ask me a question about what I was reading. I realized from that point on to always trust my instincts. Mrs. Daniels tall toothpick shaped body leaned over and asked me to summarize the first chapter in front of the whole class. Due to not even beginning to read the first page I told her I did not even know where to begin. Since I was not prepared for class, not participating, and being rude about my task at hand I received a punishment. My punishment was every week I had to write a summary in my own words about the chapter I had read. My eyes rolled in the back of my head so far I didn't know if they would ever go back to normal. I knew my life was over at this
She was the most caring and dedicated teacher I ever had and she respected every student as an individual. On the other hand, she had a very negative influence on my life. She is the person who told me there was no Santa Clause, which ruined Christmas for me for a very long time. Another person who has had a great influence on my life is Mr. Robinson. He was my first band teacher. He is the person who convinced me to join band, which
The one teacher that inspires me up to this day is Ms. Ali, a 5th grade teacher at an urban charter school in St. Paul. She is extremely passionate about her students and the service she provides for her community. Over ninety percent of the students in her classroom are students of color. Ms. Ali is well rounded and very particular about the way she addresses her students. For instance, she refers to all of her students as “scholars”.
At each point in my life, I had fabulous teachers that helped open my mind to the bigger world outside. But the person who taught me the most was my mother.
Along with finding my passion for theater, I also found one of my favorite teachers during my time in Junior High. His name was Mr. Rodrigue, and he was my homeroom and science teacher for both seventh and eighth grade. He was one of the first teachers that was every real with me. He was a very open and honest teacher who treated his students like adults. Mr. Rodrigue had this wit and sense of humor that made him more personable than any of my other teachers. I loved how he gave everyone in our homeroom nicknames, for instance, mine was “Higgy-Baby”. To this day I do not know how he came up with a name like that, but I know that while I was in his classroom, I was never called just Alyssa. While I learned many new and interesting things in his science class, I remember more of the life lessons that he taught during homeroom. He was one of the teachers that was there for me when life got rough, he looked out for me during and outside of class. For me, knowing that I had him keeping an eye out for me made me feel
Summer break was over, and it was the time to go back to school to my eleventh grade. School for me wasn’t that different as my summer break. I never felt like not going to school after a long summer break because I used to have a lot of fun in school. School for me was a place where you would socialize, gossip, brag, drive attention, miss conduct, daydream, text students, sing, ask silly questions and flirt with girls. I think now you know how my days at school used to be. However, a day has come that I would not expect it to come at all. I suddenly became a much disciplined student that I would not do anything out of the way. It all happened when I meet my new physics professor Jamal Betar who has wonderful qualities that amaze him from other teachers, and he also gave me the true meaning of education that I have never thought of before in my life.
What is education? According to Webster’s Dictionary education is defined as, (noun) 1: the action or process of being educating or of being educated, 2: the field of study that deals mainly with methods of teaching and learning in schools. What does education provide for us? How important is education in today’s society?
As I was pondering what to speak about tonight, I started thinking about what has been the main influence in my school experience. I realized that what has shaped me most has been my teachers. What is a teacher? After 13 years of school, believe me, I have an extremely good idea of what a teacher is. Two teachers began to teach me, my father and my mother. The poet Ann Taylor wrote, "Who taught my infant lips to pray, And love God’s holy book and day, And walk in wisdom’s pleasant way? My Mother."
Do you remember the teacher that inspired you to do your best? Or maybe the teacher who believed in you when the rest of the world had turned against you? Teachers have a way of touching students’ lives, whether in a large or very minute way. I can think of numerous times that a teacher made a difference in my life. I am so appreciative of them, and I want to do for other students what many of my teachers have done for me. That is why, after I obtain, both, my Bachelor and Master degrees, I plan to enter the teaching profession.
Teachers can make a difference in a student’s life and as an upcoming teacher I would like to make an impact on my student’s lives as well. In my opinion a teacher is one of the most valuable parts in a child’s life. Teachers share their knowledge about the world and content that a child must know to succeed in the world and as a teacher the ultimate goal is the belief in every child being successful. In my past I have had many teachers, some are wonderful and some awful but some teachers can be acceptable.
“One looks back with appreciation to the brilliant teachers, but with gratitude to those who touched our human feelings. The curriculum is so much necessary raw material, but warmth is the vital element for the growing plant and for the soul of the child.”
For some reason or another certain students are drawn to particular teachers while other students are more fond of others. In my life I have studied under three memorable teachers. Teachers with which I was able to connect, to laugh, to share my misgivings. While I may have been close with each of these teachers, it is very clear, in retrospect, that each was very unique, and represented an entirely different class of teacher.
"Amy, you are really getting great at memorizing you times tables," said Mrs. Field, my first grade math teacher, "here is your sticker, and I will put a star next to your name for finishing the 3's times table!" I loved receiving my stickers and I especially loved getting a star next to my name. These small acts made me feel so special, that I had really done something great. This is how I remember my teachers from kindergarten until the fourth grade. Every teacher I had was encouraging, loving, and supportive of each student that they taught. If one student fell behind, the teacher made extra sure to teach and re-teach the subject until it was understood. Once I entered the fifth grade and into middle and high school, each teacher that I had tried to be encouraging, loving, and supportive of their students; however, my teachers often had too many students to give the individual attention that so many children need. When I began to fall behind in certain subjects, my teachers tried to help but were often unable to teach and re-teach, because they had no choice but to continue on with their lesson plans. I continued to fall further and further behind; therefore, I had to spend many hours after school working on my homework problems with my parents. Up until the fifth grade, I attended private school with about 15-20 students in my class; from the fifth grade on, I attended public school with about 30-35 students in each of my classes. This high number of students in my public school classrooms had a negative effect on my learning experiences.
When I was growing up, I remember attending elementary school, learning a new language seems to be difficult at first, but I was able to learn the English language because of the dedication of one of my teachers. Now, as I reflect on this experience, it is obvious that she was dedicated and enjoyed teaching her students to be successful. I know today that she made a difference in my life as I navigated through my education experience and high school years to present.