I attended the Dvorak Technology Academy from Pre-K to eighth grade. I graduated from the Dvorak Technology Academy, and attended high school at North Lawndale College Prep High School. I attended this school my whole four years. First Grade I was the only shy, quiet little girl in my first-grade class. Mrs. Worlaw was the nicest teacher I ever had, plus she was very close to my grandmother who worked at the same school until she retired. I remember this day from the back of my head. My older brother Lavonte got sent to my class for a time-out. While my brother set off in the corner, the class joined together on the rug. Each day the class got together and worked on our vocabulary while sitting on the alphabet rug. It was my turn to say the word from the vocabulary list, but I was too scared and shy to say the word because my brother was watching me. Mrs. Worlaw took out her long yard stick and pointed to the board telling me to say the word, but I just couldn’t say it. Second Grade Out of all the teachers I had, Mrs. Bradberry was the meanest and grumpy one of them all. Each and every day she would make us do a lot of work even though we were second graders. Every time we stood out in the hallway we would have to walk in a straight line and line up from shortest to tallest. If one student was to be out of order or not walking straight, she would yell and scream at the student. I never had any major problems with Mrs. Bradberry because of the relationship she had with my grandmother and because I was the nice and quiet student. I couldn’t say the same for the others. Third Grade My favorite elementary teacher of them all was Mrs. Toner. Mrs. Toner was the nicest teacher I ever had. She always smiled and found fun acti... ... middle of paper ... ...sentation. Each year I would get a little better when presenting but I could never earn an A because of my nervousness when presenting. Twelve Grade I made it to my last and final year of High School. Senior year is the most stressful year of them all. I started off on bad terms and was behind because I don 't know what to do and I didn’t have a topic. I can honestly say the senior year caused me to be so stressed and caused me to have high blood pressure. Plus on top of that my grandmother passed away, my grandmother death also cause me not want to do anything anymore and say forget everything. Until this very day I’m still having problem with my senior project and I just want everything to be over with already. Luncheon, Prom and Graduation are the only three factors that matter to me. After everything is over with I want to go to college to major in nursing.
All the students loved Mr. Duckworth with his round glasses and semi bald head. He always wore a button down shirt with khaki pants. He would often talk about different situations that involved his family that would make us laugh. I loved going to his class and writing different papers. Mr. Duckworth one of the best teachers I have ever had. Every time we would come into his class, his teacher assistant Mr. Allen would be sitting right next to him waiting for our class to come in. they both expressed that our class was the best class that he had. As they sat and talked, and would casually lean back and introduce to us what he wanted done.
Seniors, the last half of the year is hard, almost graduated, almost free from hours and hours of homework, but, don’t give up on your goals. Keep doing what you do best finish out strong. And fight for what you want and keep
I went to North Everetts Headstart Center,Williamston Primary School,E.J Hayes Elementary School,and Riverside Middle School.My favorite teacher in Williamston Primary was Ms.Perry,my favorite teacher at E.J Hayes Elementary was Mrs.Fitzgerald,and
For example, she treats homework and her “absences” in a different way. She is no doubt academically challenging, and you will find out soon enough. Before I was a junior, I had heard many rumors of Ms. Taylor supposedly eating her student’s homework. Of course, that was
The best kind of teachers are the ones who not only care about how you grow in their class, but how you grow as a person. A good teacher teaches us how to write essays and take notes. A great teacher teaches us skills that carry us throughout our life. They teach the kinds of skills that make us better people and better leaders. I have been blessed to have a teacher who wants to see me excel in all aspects of my junior high and high school career and not just in her class. Ruthi McGarry would not be classified as just a teacher, she is more than a teacher, she was a student, a mother , a rape victim, No matter who you were Mrs. Mcgarry would draw you into her own little family and treat you like a child of her own. Thousands of kids could tell
Mrs. Plot, one of the hardest English teachers in Murray County High School, was my teacher that year. She was a very determined and driven teacher that did not tolerate her students to fail her class, even if they were lazy. I had heard horror stories from her former students, but she was nothing like they said she was. She was the only teacher that I have connected with all throughout school. I looked forward to her class every morning because she always made learning fun. Mrs. Plot gave out good advice about English, but she also gave me personal advice and was more of a friend to me. She always knew what to say to me when I had problems. She motivated me to do better with my writing; we went to a journalism class together every week that year. Mrs. Plot deepened my love for reading and writing. Without her, I would not be the kind of student I am today. On every assignment in her class, I got the most feedback and it helped me out a lot. It took me a long time to become a decent writer, but with her help she sped up the process. I put all of my effort in every single paper I have written, especially for her
August 18th, 2009 was my first year of middle school at Howell L. Watkins; new
She was the most caring and dedicated teacher I ever had and she respected every student as an individual. On the other hand, she had a very negative influence on my life. She is the person who told me there was no Santa Clause, which ruined Christmas for me for a very long time. Another person who has had a great influence on my life is Mr. Robinson. He was my first band teacher. He is the person who convinced me to join band, which
Mrs. Schuette was the teacher who made me want to become a teacher. She showed me how much of a difference I could make in my students’ lives. She also helped me find opportunities to start my teaching career by helping with the kids in the special education program in my high school. This gave me the opportunity to be caring, warm, and become interested in the total well-being of the students I worked
A former classmate of mine that graduated and moved on to college told me that senior year is the easiest year of high school. I disagree. So far, senior year has challenged me more than any year by far. It is easy for me to say that senior year has started slightly different than originally anticipated. However, it is gearing me towards a second semester I will never forget. Motivation and grades contribute to the ways in which my final year of high school has differed from my original visions, while how fast the year is going does not surprise me in the slightest.
My senior year was contained the most stressful points and challenges I’ve experienced in life so far. Between life, death, with some major decisions to be made, anyone could see that I was struggling. Everyone tells you from an early age, “Keep pushing, stay positive, and that everything will always work out in the end.”
I never had a teacher that I clicked with. Changing from school to school was hard and anytime I would get close to someone, I would end up changing schools. I never knew what it meant to have a teacher care about a student so much. That all changed when I moved to Delafield, Wisconsin in 2007. I started a new school in the fourth quarter and everything felt the same. All of a sudden, when seventh grade came around, I felt like a whole new person. This is the year that I met the teacher who became a part of my life. Mrs. Wroblewski has positively inspired me to follow my dreams and be who I want to be. Mrs. Wroblewski is an inspiration to me and a role model because she defended me when I was bullied, gave me great opportunities, a great listener, and is always there for me not matter what.
When thinking back and remembering all of the teachers that I have had in the past, there is one in particular that comes to mind. Her name was Mrs. Ladd. She taught math at the junior high school. Mrs. Ladd was not the most popular, funniest, hardest, easiest, nicest, nor the meanest teacher. I remember her
For some reason or another certain students are drawn to particular teachers while other students are more fond of others. In my life I have studied under three memorable teachers. Teachers with which I was able to connect, to laugh, to share my misgivings. While I may have been close with each of these teachers, it is very clear, in retrospect, that each was very unique, and represented an entirely different class of teacher.
In Seventh grade it was a whole different story. I had different teachers who weren’t very good and also did played favoritism. Most of the time I took time off to relocate