The First Day of School
My first actual school day at CIS was bewildering to say the least. Everything was hectic and in chaos from the nearly extreme tense atmosphere to the poorly organised day plans handed to each student that walked through the large door way. This was different from my first experience with CIS mainly because this time I had to navigate myself around, what seemed at the time, an endless labyrinth of twisting corridors and class rooms. My first impression of the school itself was hot it was partitioned in different layers based on which year you were in, unlike my pervious school where everything was mixed up. The different floors all met at one central hub, the long flight of stairs that you first see when you enter the actual building through the main entrance.
My first real impression was the flock of countless students hoovering around a single notice board, hurrying to find their classrooms. The large crowd didn’t make it any easier to find myself around and where I was to go but I found out my classroom was on the C floor. After going up another flight of stairs I found myself in a long corridor stretching itself across to the other end of the school. Outside construction workers were hammering away, building a new atrium and extension of the school. Locker’s was something the school was not short of and there seemed to be enough for the entire school, large shiny blue and grey boxes covering the entire wall. Finding the classroom itself wasn’t too difficult with the classroom number atop of each door. Walking past the various rooms, I couldn’t help but notice how it seemed nicer and had a better atmosphere. The particular room I was in had a nice, homey feel to it, it not a bit cluttered. Posters hang from the walls and books such as “Great Expectations” and “Huckleberry Finn” were stacked in neat piles, waiting to be handed to students.
After a brief meeting with our advisor for the day, we finally received our day plans. The problem? Most of them were wrong with some students only having three periods in the entire week while others having only P.E. and Music. For the rest of the day I went around, guessing which room I had to be in waiting for my name to be called up.
The American educational system is based on the traditional, nine-month school calendar, which has been in place for over a century. Originally, the United States was an agrarian society. The majority of Americans lived on farms. People made most of the items that they needed, and with little trade necessary, there was no need for schooling (McLain, 1973). However, as people branched out into neighboring areas, they needed to learn new skills, such as basic arithmetic to price items, measure land, and more (McLain, 1973). As a result, it became the responsibility of those who were less needed on the farm or in the factory to acquire knowledge for the family (McLain, 1973).
In this first unit of The First Days of School, Harry Wong presents three characteristics of an effective teacher. The three characteristics are: has good classroom management skills, teaches for mastery, and has positive expectations for student success.
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.
Everything about the room was bright, colorful, and child-size. It was an ideal learning environment in my opinion. I have noticed that the higher the education, the more dull the interior of the classroom becomes. I think this is because at a very young age children are encouraged to learn and teachers want them to have a desire to explore and learn and this is often accomplished through entertainment. As a college student, it is clear that learning is a choice and professors are not there to entertain, but to teach. I think this shift in education style is good for creating independence, focus, and motivation in students, but I personally feel stifled by plain, uniform classrooms. This difference became even more noticeable to me after visiting a bright, colorful, and stimulating environment of a
On my first day of school in Seventh Grade, I noticed that I was excited much more than usual; I knew that the first year in Upper School would be drastically different from the years in Lower School. I had been a student of The Kew-Forest School ever since I was in Kindergarten, which means I knew many things about the school and I certainly would not get lost. However, going into seventh grade I had anticipated more difficult assignments and an abundance of tests and quizzes. Yet, even with all of these difficulties in the way, I managed to work my way around them. Along with that, I have joined together with new classmates and created friendships; I had also managed my friendships with other classmates from previous school years. The new teachers are truly amazing and they are almost flawlessly able to teach the concepts we need to learn in class. With amazing teachers, I also find myself doing very well and succeeding in all class subjects. With all of this in mind, I am easily able to say that my first trimester of Seventh Grade was truly an extraordinary and marvelous experience.
The students who took Art and Science attend the morning classes and the students who took Geography and History attend in the afternoon. Each level grade had about seven classrooms. The morning and the afternoon classrooms contained about ninety students in each class. I think the classrooms were bigger than the classrooms here in America, but unlike here, we had to share one long desk with three students. In the US each student has their own individual desks. We had about twenty- eight desks in the classroom. Usually the girls sat with the girls and boys sat with the boys. It was not restricted where we had to sit, but it was better to pick the seat the first week of school. Once we made friends to share a chair, basically we signed up to sit together for the rest of the school year. In that first week, our homeroom teacher nominated two students to be our classroom leaders. Throughout the day the leaders made sure we behaved right or they would report us to the teacher. The leaders had multiple responsibilities. For example, they made sure the classrooms were cleaned before we left the room. Each day they select five students to tidy up the class. Actually, we had fun cleaning up the classroom. It was nothing like Fremont High School. I have never seen rats or bugs in our classrooms. They were very clean and
In the beginning of the story August is self consis about going to school for the first time ever becuse he thinks that peopel will stare at him becuse they will stare at his face becuse his face his deformed.So that makes him think that peopel will stare at him and think bad thing about him and his face.That is why he is self consis about going to school for the first time ever.
When I first walked into Mrs. G’s English classroom, I had mixed emotions. I was eager to be there and I’m glad I was provided with an opportunity to interact with students and the teacher before class started. It felt lovely to be greeted by Mrs. G. with a good morning and small greeting. There are approximately 24 students and I did my best to count them as fast I could without making it uncomfortable for the scholars. Approximately, there are 13 boys and 11 girls with only 1 teacher. The classroom at El Sausal Middle School had a multicolored and untidy setting. When I say “untidy,” I mean that the desks, the materials and the equipment felt older and that they had been thro...
Predictable Routines: On Wednesday, the activities I observed weren’t very predictable. Because students were just given a big chunk of time to work on their projects, the beginning,
Suddenly, I recognized the building. Just last week, I had visited the exact same campus. My eyes explored the hall in front of me for the second time. It’s Early College High School, I realized. This school is extremely academically orientated, I recalled.
On the day of my first day of school I was beyond excited because this something new to me and a different experience. I was a naïve young boy who did not know a thing what awaits him behind those classroom, cafeteria, playground, and restroom. Upon entering Albert Elementary
When moving through the hallways, the teachers, aides and staff were all very friendly and helpful, making sure that I not only belonged to be there, but that I was able to find my way to the appropriate locations. Art lined the halls, and the sounds from the classrooms indicated that the children were exicited and engaged in their activies. I would feel most comfortable having children attend this school. It was a warm, safe and nurturing environment, where the individual was celebrated, and the community created.
You can probably imagine how nervous and maybe even a little timorous I was, my first day at Barstow High. It was not very simple to get accustomed to, coming from Hinkley School, which contained approximately four hundred and fifty students at most, to a big crowded hall ways of Barstow. I still remember how nervous I was that first day; my upper lip was shaking as I asked a hall monitor where the five hundred row was located.
It was finally the first day of school; I was excited yet nervous. I hoped I would be able to make new friends. The first time I saw the schools name I thought it was the strangest name I’ve ever heard or read, therefore I found it hard to pronounce it in the beginning. The schools’ floors had painted black paw prints, which stood out on the white tiled floor. Once you walk through the doors the office is to the right. The office seemed a bit cramped, since it had so many rooms in such a small area. In the office I meet with a really nice, sweet secretary who helped me register into the school, giving me a small tour of the school, also helping me find
I was so excited yet so terrified at the thought of my first day in