Personal Narrative Analysis

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Being a zookeeper was never an occupational aspiration of mine, but somehow, according to my supervisor, that is the position I had taken. In the summer of 2009, fresh out of graduate school, I spent a summer teaching at a local drug and alcohol rehabilitation center. I had two sections of students with ages ranging from twelve to seventeen. These students had been either court ordered to seek help or their families had admitted them to this drug facility. Many of them had been kicked out of school already because of their substance abuse issues and their home lives were atrocious. Many of these parents were addicted to the same vices as their children, and in some instances had even introduced their children to them. Needless to say they …show more content…

I have no experience. What if there is a fight? I have never been in charge of a class before! My student teaching was in second grade for God’s sake! I am NOT prepared for this! were among some of the thoughts that were racing through my head as beads of sweat appeared on my forehead. After a few deep breaths and an endless amount of self talk, I had the courage to walk in. Before me lions were sprawled out on the floor baring their teeth, claiming their territory. To my right I saw arched-back alligators ready to slide out of their chairs and claim me as their prey. To the left there were bears snoozing on their desks daring anyone to wake them from their hibernation. This was my class? The lines of their bodies were like angry daggers pointing at me, their glances bouncing between me and the door like they wished they could physically push me out. It was like they were caged animals and I was the zookeeper who had sentenced them to this fate. This was off to a great …show more content…

Hutton and I am really excited about getting to know each of you this summer-” I started my speech that I had rehearsed countless times in the days leading up to today. I was interrupted by a slouched sloth of a boy in the back. “Why would you want to spend your summer in here with us? Don’t you know we are the bad kids?” My heart sank, I literally felt it beating from behind my kneecaps as these words hit me like a punch in the gut. “I want to be a teacher, and if I can tell you guys a secret; sometimes I get bored with the good kids.” I recovered as quickly as I could. I was shocked as the first day continued without a hitch, even though today I could not tell you what lesson I taught or what cooperative learning strategy I had attempted. I was pleasantly surprised with each consecutive day as they ended without an issue. I found that these students had been so used to being labeled the bad kids that when a teacher invested some time in them and their stories they were much more willing to

The Behavioral Intervention Classroom ( Bic )
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In conclusion, my first impression was wrong, the classroom was not some kind of battlefield of teacher and student casualties. The students were not a lost cause that I imagine them to be. The students were well mannered and just wanted to be treated with respect. The classroom management was impeccable and astounding. It goes to show that although you may think you know a group of students you can be very mistaken.
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America's Broken Education System
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Across America, young people are being short changed due to a broken education system. Bliss is just one example of the shared frustration felt by students. In an interview, Jeff said one of his key points is the fact that it's not just about his education, it's about our education. "If we embrace this, I feel as if we can make a serious change and a positive change. But if we just want to ignore and push this to the side then I expect to see the same problems again and again." Though he was not punished for his actions by the district, Bliss reveals that after dropping out of school and returning the next year, he takes his education very seriously and expects his teachers to do the same (Collins). “You got to take this job serious, this is the future of this nation… this is my country’s future and my education,” said Jeff. A video of the outburst, taken by another student, has since gone viral on various social media outlets causing a buzz throughout the educational system. Bliss expressed his own opinion about the changes he wants to see implemented by saying, “I want to see a teacher stand up and interact with the students, get involved, discuss, talk, question and dig deep into the subject,” in the interview (Klein).
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Fighting and School Violence Should Not Be Tolerated
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When you are a middle or high school public school teacher, events happen instantaneously, and you have to be equal to the task of confronting the challenge of an unexpected situation face to face. You never know when or where school violence will erupt; a teacher only knows that it inevitably will.
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Personal Statement: Why I Want To Be A Teacher
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Every student is going to be different, and I will without a doubt have more than a few extroverts in my classes. Which is something that I will have to consider when making lesson plans. Besides that the most influential part of this course was the Faubion observations. Although I do not want to teach elementary school level classes I learned a lot through them. Espessially during my second observation where I learned about IEP’s, and how schools implement them. I realized that I will have to manage a classroom where not every student is going to want to learn, but it is going to be my job to make them want to. I also realized that when a student starts lashing out it is not necessarily because they do not like you, but rather that they are either going through something, or their ability to handle stress, frustration, and emotions could be
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My first classroom experience was a preschool at Kipps Elementary. The students were all considered At Risk. I had never heard of the term before and soon learned the sad stories of each child. They were families from low socioeconomic status and most were from a one parent household with multiple brothers and sisters. A few of the children had to move in with a relative because their parent was struggling with a drug addiction or in jail. The first week was such an eye-opener because I was raised in a loving family with parents that were actively involved in my education. I was now looking into the eyes of innocent three and four year olds who, through no fault of their own, were dealing with hardships and personal roadblocks that I had never before witnessed. My heart sank just thinking of my childhood; the family parties, swimming in the pool, and the ski trips, when most of the faces in front of me did not even get a breakfast served at home. I have always been a caring and compassionate in...
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Personal Narrative Analysis
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I have been deceived many times personally, academically, and professionally, unfortunately. About a month ago, I hit a curb while driving to work. After hitting the curb my car began making a seriously bad sound and shake as I increased speed. My fiancé and I, neither one of us car mechanics, decided to take my car to a local shop and get a full body checkup to determine what maintenance was required to fix the sound and shakiness. Afterwards, we were told my car needed roughly $2,500 of work to “hopefully” fix the problem. Knowing we didn’t have $2,500, we decided to have a friend look at it. In the end, I had a dented rim, about a $60 fix. Although it was good to see what maintenance things we needed to improve the quality of my car,
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Post Teaching Reflection
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Through this experience I learned a few things about classroom management. I believe that you can do a lot with students that you wouldn’t dream of doing. If you have good classroom management and the class expectations and rules are clear, your students will do just fine. Personally, I was nervous about letting my students play with rubber bands, and to my
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Personal Narrative Analysis
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Taking care of a child was something I thought was not so hard. I knew it required meeting the child’s basic needs like feeding, clothing, and attention. But after having my son in January of 2018, I had acknowledged it took more of those things I had listed. It took love, dedication and time to make sure that a child has the foundation of being mental, emotionally, and socially stable. Even though , I had previously worked with children in the past, it was hard to understand why children behave the way they are in any interactions with people. I had first had my experience with children when I was ten, I would babysit my four younger siblings. Later, I started babysitting for family friends and neighbors. During my elementary years, I
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Personal Narrative Analysis
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As I sat in the swing with my grandpa, our conversation approached the topic of college. “Erin, are you ready to attend college and learn about the world?”
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Personal Narrative Analysis
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In middle school I never liked the objective of growing up, it was something that I dreaded. I worried about the responsibilities I would encounter in the future. In order to cope with my reality, I relied on everyone around me to help and complete everything for me. I was always shy and despised talking to people that didn’t have an obvious purpose in my life. I could easily have been referred to as antisocial. These traits feared me for growing up. I vividly recollect not wanting to get a job, schedule appointments, or even talk to new people. My antisocial behavior also created an intense fear or failure. As a young adolescent, I was distressed and concerned that I would never be able to get through these obstacles. During this period of my life, High school Years were rapidly approaching. High school had been my biggest concern, I felt as if i could not possibly be ready to take on the responsibilities, it seemed way too much to handle.
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Personal Narrative Analysis
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When I was younger, I firmly believe that if someone was smiling they were happy. At this time I was around the age six. I held this belief because I was always around people who seemed happy. There was always laughter, smiles, and hugs. T.V. shows that I watch were filled with smiling faces and laughing groups of people joking around with each other. The people in my life were always so positive around me. But as I got older I grew a better understanding of what was going on.
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Personal Narrative Analysis
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We were decorating a tree at my mom's last night in a style that can best be described as a blast from the past. As I looked at old ornaments, I began to remember past Christmases and one in particular stands out.
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Personal Narrative Analysis
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I arrived to United State when I finished 5th grade and going into last year of elementary school in Japan. Everything was different, the language, people, weather, buildings, pretty much all the stuff that surrounded me. I wasn’t excited to be a 6th grader in U.S because here 6th grade is the start of the middle school. That was just a part of the reason why I wasn’t excited. Another reason is that I couldn’t talk to anyone but my parents. The first week of middle school, I didn’t have a conversation with anyone or maybe I did and just didn’t understand it. This feeling of not talking with anyone made a hole in my heart. When I was in Japan I’m a kind of kid who likes to play around and joke around with
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Farewell Speech For Farewell
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Although I am a bit regretful of not getting as involved as I wanted to, I still had valuable experiences with my corresponding teachers and one of my biggest fears regarding teaching high school has been dismantled. From this Friday on, when I would have normally cursed the fact that my alarm had to go off so early, I am now able to sleep in. But once again, this blessing is bittersweet—rejoiced due to the demanding and hectic life college provides me with, but mourned because this specific chapter in my education is now over. However, the end of my time at my observation placement is only the beginning of things to come, and I look forward to having even more experiences like these in the future. As I walked out of those doors a little over a week ago, I immediately determined that I would one day like to revisit my observation placement and corresponding teachers as either a guest, pre-professional, or even a professional. After all, it is a symbol of the beginning of my hands-on training necessary for becoming a teacher, and holds many of my personal experiences as a pre-service professional. As a result, this institution that offered me such valuable experiences that were nothing short of positive will always have a special place in my heart, and I will always keep it and my experiences there in mind as I continue my journey towards becoming a
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Lesson Reflection
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This was the first lesson I have taught at CMS and I think it went reasonably well for a first attempt and considering my nervousness. There are, of course, things I would do differently or things that I would have implemented if I had the luxury of a follow up lesson the next day. I felt relieved to have taught this first lesson and now know what to expect for my second lesson with regard to how willing the students are to respond and participate in the lesson and how to pace myself.
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