However, many times my formative assessment would be a big failure and it would be me talking to a silent classroom. Other times I tried doing an interactive PowerPoint and wanted the students to respond to what they think is happening in the images and I run into the same problem. This was very keen in my United States II Foundations Class with eleventh graders. An example is that I was going over life in 1920’s United States. The students were looking at images and I would ask them what was happening.
Rodriguez reminisces his times spent in school and how they have affected his life, both positively and negatively; he has discovered that by leaving his family for school work he has left behind a pivotal part of his personal education, which is arguably just as important as formal education. He also tells about how he viewed his teachers much more highly than his parents, as though they were the only people that you can learn from. What he failed to see until it was too late was that his parents had just as much to teach him as his college professors. Rodriguez sees his faults ultimately because he is educated, a rather strange paradox. Without his ability to appreciate his “scholarship boy” education, he would not be able to appreciate all the sacrifices his parents made to ensure that he was happy in his ability to learn.
Two weeks later I check my email and I saw a message form my teacher saying it was not acceptable that she had given me time to turn it in and I had not. That incident made me think about how much time I was putting into my classes. So I managed to make it into a PDF document and send it to her but by that time I had already made my grade drop.That incident had the most impact on me and in all my classes, especially in my English class. It told me that I need to check
I wrote the most beautiful essays and when it was time to read it to the whole class, I always pretended to have lost my voice. The excuse lasted for a while but my teacher finally read between the lines, and he warned me of my actions. I was at my wit’s end wit... ... middle of paper ... ...d my lips to peak my first words, I could feel my bladder get full. I told myself “Not again, not this time”, and as if to show me who is boss, my sphincter muscles relaxed enough to allow drops of urine into my pants. I held on and delivered a speech Bill Clinton and Barrack Obama would be proud of.
I feel the education would be so much more meaningful if they understood why they are learning it and are excited to learn! The article even mentions on page 163 the fact that some educators are not willing to really work with the student if it means changing what has been effective in the past for other students. I feel like a student really has no chance at getting a wholesome education if the person providing the education, the teacher, has no interest in truly helping each individual child. I really enjoyed the article and feel it was a very good read, especially for my SPED degree and it really makes us consider how hope and the well being of every child is what our educational programs should be centered on.
An Interview with a Sixth Grade Student Bringing up the topic of conducting a case study to my cooperating teacher was a surprising experience. I remember asking my teacher to recommend a “difficult” student that would provide an interesting interview. My teacher quickly responded, “Why do your professors always want a difficult student? Sometimes good students provide the most interesting interviews.” I thought about his response and the next day asked him if I could interview Antonio, a student who had intrigued me from the first day I entered Dunn Middle School. Antonio caught my attention because based on his appearance and demeanor in class, one would assume Antonio was a poor student who could not care less about what was being learned in the classroom.
Then you turn it into your coach and you're able to try out. My teacher looks at our grades to see what kind of effort we have in us. Grades do matter for sports. Coaches at my school try and keep up with your grades and make sure you turn in each assignments. I watched many people become ineligible to play their sport and had to sit out because they weren't passing 5 classes.
By the end of the semester I still found myself being challenged with new concepts, such as writing a monologue in first person from a person I have never met. At first I was skeptical, but then after sifting through TIME magazine and researching the time period I was able to bring everything together. Then came digging deep to find the confidence to read it aloud in front of the class. Nonetheless it was a divergent assignment that allowed myself to expand from simple essay writing and delve
Entering English Comp one, I had fears of what the class would be like. I realized that I had many weaknesses, but it was not till the end of the class that I learned my strengths. When I first entered Comp one I was very nervous. Everyone had told me that Mrs. Garth was a really tough teacher, therefore; that kinda made me second guess my opinion to take the class. When we started writing I learned that my main weakness was getting my point across while staying on topic.
When it comes to writing, my first challenge is always figuring out what I want to say and how to say it in a way that is understandable and meets the expectations of my reader. Knowing that my personal thoughts and opinions will be graded by someone who may or may not understand the point I’m trying to make, intimidates me. In his essay on self revision, Donald Murray statement that both professional and student writers are “overly critical, think everything is dreadful, tear up page after page, never complete a draft, and see the task as hopeless” (Murray), is the epitome of my writing process. In elementary school we were all taught a basic writing process: brainstorm, write a rough draft, revise and proofread, write a final draft. Everyone adjusts and changes th... ... middle of paper ... ...t in general.