Even though I knew the method they were using it was the wording to go with the method that I couldn’t explain to her. The Maths Makes Sense method use the word cups for units and tys for tens and doesn’t use the word borrowing which would have been the way I had learned. Critical Incident 2 In my second week of placement, the classroom teacher told me and another trainee that she would be out of the classroom for 10 mins after lunch and we had to bring the class in and get them settle for a maths lesson. This was the first time we had been left in the class by ourselves in this placement. I knew the lesson for maths and the power point was up on the computer.
So, the first thing I did was I head to the front office and asked for one. It took about two days until I got it because the principal was busy. Once I got it, my mother pick me up early from school and we went to the Dps (Department of Public Safety). We waited about one hour until I heard my number called. The lady attending me was kind and sweet.
And I know I would have been laughing too. Finally Ms. Belcher turned off the music and said, "Now class settle down. I will have the results for you sometime next week." At the end of class when we all leaving everyone was telling me how funny it was, but you could tell that Ms. Belcher did find it amusing at all. But I don’t care, as long as I got a few laughs (well it was more than a few).
This kind of shocked all of us because we all thought that we will be tutoring kids, who are in the elementary and middle schools. 09/16/09. Because we were late at our first day, we did not have much time to take a tour around the neighborhood center, so our supervisors thought that it will be beneficial, if we took a tour around the neighborhood. Most of the kids were surprised by the west side. The neighborhood did not seem to shock me because I went to Grover Cleveland high school, and I am quite familiar with the Grant Street and with the West side.
Next week you are sitting in your classroom and your teacher passes back the essays. You ecstatically take yours back and there you see the stamp at the top of your paper letting you know you passed. However, it’s not like the A’s that you’re used to being in that plac... ... middle of paper ... ...check, some it shows that they need a little extra help because they just aren’t getting it. Of course there are many different meanings this moment can have but there is no way to experience this moment with a pass and fail grading system. The number one problem with it: it’s too easy.
She made the mistake of putting her job as the most important thing and placing her educational goal in a second term. The results appear immediately when we took the first exam after she started working her grade change dramatically from earing A’s and B’s on test she began to get C’s. As a result of her grades getting lower, she started to lose motivation to school and started working more hours which eventually lead her to miss classes. She asked me if I wanted to work there with her but I said no because I wanted to focus on college and did not want any distraction. I saw her transformation from being an honor roll student to no caring about school to make the study short two months after she started working she dropped
The first day I walked in just hoping the teacher was an easy grader and it would be quick. You surprised me. As I started reading Thank You for Arguing I was still uneasy. As time went on Tyfa became relevant to life. I learned a new skill every day which I tried to use on my other professors.
And that is where my story begins, room 216 on the second floor of Pottsville Area High School. School had just started; it was the fall of my sophomore year. I was excited about having new teachers and being able to boss around those little freshmen since I had finally lost that ridiculous title of “freshy.” Although one class did turn all that excitement right into knots in my stomach, it was English 10. Ugh I hated English, partially because I could never remember all those rules of writing, which I had just thought of as “dumb.” I figured, “Why would I ever need to know all them? Computers will be able to fix all my mistakes for me!” As I would soon find out, boy was I ever wrong.
The endless rough drafts and frustrating topics paid off. It was March and the deadline for the whole portfolio was due. I turned in my portfolio nervous and excited. My teacher told everyone that we could call her two weeks later for our grade, instead of waiting all day until her class to find it out. That day two weeks later, I dialed her phone number as quickly as I could.