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This one time I was in eighth grade, my last year of middle school, and I had no choice but to challenge the ideals of the middle school dress code. I had never been called to the office, nor did I think I did anything wrong that day. I remember that day, it was the day multiple teachers I didn't even know complimented my shorts. They loved how they had little watermelons all over them and told me they had a pair just like them when they were younger. When the phone rang in the middle of my chorus class I had no idea I would be called to the office. When it did, my best friend and I stood up and walked out of the classroom not knowing what we had done wrong. When we arrived in the office the assistant principal brought both of us into her office and looked at us. …show more content…
All I remember is her looking at us and saying, “I'm guessing you were called down because of your shirt, and you for your shorts.” This was the first problem I had with the dress code, she could not pick out exactly what part we were violating she just guessed.
This guess was not very hard because I was wearing a sweater, and clearly that would not be an item of clothing that would violate the code. Our conversation with the assistant principal continued, and she told us we must call home and get a change of clothes in order to go back to class. I had to explain that both my parents are at work, and this was not a reason to make my mother to leave the hospital early, or for my dad to punch out of the pharmacy. I was stuck, I did not know what she expected me to do. I thought the dress code was absurd, sometimes a girl wearing shorts shouldn’t be the school's biggest problem. I sat in her office, I repeatedly said “my parents can not bring me new shorts”, and I asked if I could return to my class. Once my friend got a shirt to change into she let us go back to class. We walked back in and everyone asked what
happened. We told them exactly how it went, and they all questioned us being called in. I went throughout that day challenging the dress code, I would tell my friends how dumb it is that they wanted me to miss class all over a pair of shorts, that did not seem to bother anyone else. The idea of a dress code when I was in eighth grade was something I viewed as unnecessary and almost intimidating. From then on I always panicked when wearing shorts, I would make sure people approved of them before I went to school. When I look back on this day, I am proud of myself for asking to go back to class. I could have called my sister to bring me shorts, but I was not going to let this rule I thought was unfair and sexist tell me what to do. My shorts that day were less than ½ inch shorter than the required length, and I believe the school should overlook little things like that and enforce more important rules. Challenging the protocol for the dress code allowed me to prove my shorts did not affect anyones day.
It most notably happened my sophomore year of college, taking a class called “Cubans in the USA .” Of course my family warned me that the professor was a raging communist, known for such ghastly evils as not believing in the embargo, questioning the motives of the Cuban American National Foundation, and, dare I say it, not thinking that Fidel Castro was the anti-Christ in the flesh! (Oh no! Stone Him!) So sure enough, the first day I went in, wearing a Cuban flag pendant, guns ablaze, ready to strike down this hedonistic infidel with my passionate patriotism. But something happened. He told us to give him a chance to ward off these notions our grandmothers instilled in us. (Oh no, he's already using some evil mind control technique! ) But I did give him a chance. And at the end of the semester, I was eager to learn more of how to correct my mis-education, without loosing my sense of pride in my background, while slowing recovering from the boot's most vicious attack.
Varying Issues Corresponding to the School Dress Code Numerous cases have been presented and highlighted in the media based off of accounts from angered parents and students protesting the school dress code. Multiple reports are taken from females who experience the shorter end of the stick due to increased fashion interests and sexist mindsets of their school staff. Shame suits are humiliating outfits that those who break the rules must wear as a form of punishment, most of the time these consist of extremely unflattering clothes that have written phrases on them indicating that their appearance is due to their violation of the school rules. Punishments indicated a risk to the violators education caused by missed classes. Few in society do approve of the dress code as it controls female students’ modesty, banishes distraction, and preserves the professional atmosphere inside a school.
Dress code, probably one of the most talked about topics by teenagers. Most teenagers believe that dress code is “witless” or “incompetent”. Why do we think this? Well, most adults believe that keeping a strict dress code keeps us educated because apparently our clothes are “distracting”. Now I can see how wearing booty shorts and a tank top would be distracting, but how is wearing sweatpants distracting? If anything wearing sweatpants keeps us comfortable, because I know that being uncomfortable is way more distracting than wearing sweatpants. When I wear sweatpants I can lay back and relax while the teacher talks, but if I am uncomfortable I am more likely to move around and fidget with my clothes rather than listen to the lesson.
I was proud of myself because I did not struggle with my lock or my locker and had made it to all of my classes on time. My scripture teacher, Mr. Baer, showed us around his classroom. Near the end of class, he came to his terrarium in the corner, which housed his snake. He explained to us that it was time for his snake to eat, and that he had a dead mouse for the snake to eat but it needed to be heated up. He the proceeded to ask the class who wanted to hold the mouse and heat it up. About five people raised their hands, not including me. I was grossed out but I also felt bad for the mouse.
My first year of junior high, (in our school that was seventh grade) I was not spending all my time trying to be popular like all the other people in my grade. I was just being me how I always had been. One day at I was sitting at the lunch table with a bunch of people I would hang around with sometimes. Some of them were talking about there weekends.
In second grade when I was 8 years old, I receive my first honor roll and they had a assembly for the people who made honors. On stage, the teacher was calling the names and passing out honor roll certificate and taking pictures, but it was mostly quite. When the teacher had called me, I see everyone in the room was clapping and dancing for me. I had so much love and I was truly humbled and blessed for that
The scene titled The Plan for Kee begins with a close up of a wide screen tv, again a scene where the news is playing out tragic events in this case the murder scene the audience saw where Julian Morres character was killed. The scene is set in a kitchen with dim lighting and green walls. As the camera zooms off the television, the take last 28 seconds before its first cut to Theo and then a few cuts are made in a matter of five seconds. As the scene develops it is shot long the audience sees the entirety of the room as the groups has an discussion and it slowly moves in. As it make several cuts back and forth from Theo then to the group of people, when the camera is on the group of people it looks like a point of view shot from Theo’s eyes what he is seeing and hearing.
This sent me into an immediate panic. Was she hurt? What rule did I break? Did she find out about ____? I asked my teacher if I could go to the bathroom, and I called her.
We see stories Social media has more stories of girls being sent home because of dress code violations. Maybe the problem isn’t the students, but dress codes in general. Dress codes ultimately disrupt the pursuit of knowledge for the students, encourage gender bias, and can be dangerous. If we want the younger generations to succeed in the education system, we should utilize school uniforms. Uniforms in schools from elementary to high schools, will promote gender equality and facilitate student safety.
At the beginning of the 20th century almost no parent or faculty had any concerns with how students dressed to attend school. Nowadays, though, this is a giant concern among students, parents, and school board officials. Many arguments have been made over the matter saying uniforms should be required and enforced in schools. But, uniforms should not be required as they ultimately eliminate freedom of expression, promote conformity over individuality, may have a detrimental effect on students self image, emphasize the socioeconomic divisions they are supposed to eliminate, and lastly, school uniforms in public schools undermine the promise of a free education by adding an extra expense for families.
Choosing what to wear for the day. This is what most students are thinking about when they wake up. Students need the latest fashion in order to fit in, but some clothing may not be acceptable to wear in school. School dress codes are denying students their right to dress how they want, but the dress code is important for the students and their learning. Students are beginning to stand up and want to be heard. Some students are taking action and want the dress code to become less strict but some schools are doing the opposite for safety issues and for the students healthy learning environment. Dress codes are important for a strong and healthy learning environment and is also reducing violence in many schools around the country.
It happened when I was in the classroom and I heard someone saying that the other person was disgusting. I really had the urge to go up to them and say something but I didn't. That day I really hope that I did stand up for that person cause saying something to a bully could've made that person's day.
The final reason, and possibly the most important of the three to change the dress code is that by telling a students that they have to change, a teacher or administrator is putting the value of the other students’ education above the dress code offender. Most often, the reason a student’s are told to change because their outfits are too distracting. a pair of shorts isn’t harming anyone, nor is it offensive. Are shoulders and legs so arousing that it completely stops anybody from being able to focus at all? Then, what will the suspect think? He or she can’t wear what she wants to because the education of the male students in her class is more important? It puts a student in a very tough spot because they are forced to make the decision between wearing what they want or wearing something that takes who they are away from
Alyssa Norden Princess Storrer AP Composition 20 May 2014 Dress Codes: More Than Just Clothing Regulations Schools all over the world have created and enforced dress codes. Some schools are more relaxed than others; however, they all share the common theme of regulating what students can and cannot wear during the school day. But what happens when the latest fashion trends completely compromise the implemented dress code? That is the problem student’s-particularly young women- are facing in today’s society. The overwhelming increase in dress code violations has brought to light another issue associated with the codes: sexism.
In 7th grade I had to get up in front of my class to get, and present a commercial. I was so scared at first because I am a very shy person. It is not easy for me to speak in front a lot of people. As I waited for my turn I felt like I was going to cry. It felt like my stomach was in my throat. In the end I was scared for nothing because when I went up and did really good. The teacher complimented me on my work. After that day I was so proud of myself for conquering my fear. In 8th grade I finally got on the honor roll, again. I was so happy to be on the honor roll, because I hadn’t been on the honor roll in a really long time. seeing all those A’s made me so happy. I felt the same excitement as I felt in kindergarten when I first gotten on the honor