In the short story “Norma” by Sonia Sachs it describes the perspective of a character named Sonia. Sonia is a shy student who attends George Washington Highschool. She is a character who is an average learne. She needs help in math and has to study after school in most subjects. In the beginning of the story, Sonia is in math class and is afraid to the teacher for help.
There was sound from the back who were “the People” who sat in the back and talked, ate, and actually paid attention when they only wanted to. “The People’ were yelling at Mr. Castor, so he told Norma to teach sonia. Norma is so smart that she explained the math problem in a easy way to Sonia. Now sonia can do homework and then she won’t be yelled at by her father for not learning the math problems. Norma was a mathematical genius who was the only one that would talk to the Pip squeaks sitting in front of the class.
With the use of these three rhetorical strategies, she can get the reader to comprehend that every girl has the right to an education. Throughout the novel, Malala utilizes influential ethos while talking about how difficult it was for a girl to attend school in peace so that the audience will believe her story. For example, in the novel Malala states “The trips from school became tense and frightening, and I just wanted to relax once I was safe inside my home”. (Yousafzai,pg.62) This quote is included so that the reader will be able to perceive how she and the other girls felt while trying to obtain an education. Also, her purpose of
Mrs. Heart was a peculiar women, she was short and stubby with fiery hair, and had quite a temper. Word of advice, do not mess with her. Anyway, Mrs. Heart stood at the head of the classroom surveying the room and then barked her instructions, “Labs are on the table, make sure you turn in your homework from the night before, if you do not you will have points deducted and be given demerits. Do not ask any question becuase I just do not care about what you want.” she chuckled there and paused for a little
With Mr. Kelly you can talk and be crazy in parts of his class but if he’s really passionate about teaching a certain thing (you’ll know if he is) then you better not talk. Now you think Miss. Kendzicky you’d be able to talk in her class, but really the only time you 're allowed to talk is before her class because you NEED to pay attention to what she’s saying when she’s teaching. She only goes over everything once and you have to know it. When it comes to Mrs. Boles you 're better off not talking or doing anything “risky”
Then with his head tilted slightly down, the student slowly slips into the unknown as the teacher's voice fades into the background. The bell rings and with a sudden jerk the student is up and walking out of his class, with nothing but a few minutes of sleep gained. Not an ounce of knowledge. being a student myself, I can tell you those few minutes of dozing are usually the most critical and important parts of the teacher's lecture. Test day comes and the student has no idea what write and ends up failing.
“Why is that boy asking so many weird questions during class? Is he crazy?” “Why is he doing those questions that the teacher never mentioned? It is not going to be on the exam, right?” “Why is he doing math!! !” Yes, that boy doing math, is me, who has been called “math freak”’ since primary school. Everything changed rapidly for me when I was nine, my family and I moved from Taiwan to Chengdu because of my father’s job.
Me and math been butting heads every since I was in elementary school; Math wasn 't my strong suit what so ever. Every time I was in math class in my early days me and a couple of my friends would always ask the teacher "why are we learning this," "we will never use this in our lives." Looking back on those days now I was wrong; we do need math in our life even the simplest form of math. I 've learned this semester that math is an essential tool in life; to communicate with others or to function in life we need math. How I felt about Math I never liked math ever since my first encounter with it in elementary school.
I looked at the teacher worriedly. She patted me on the back and clapped her hands once saying that it was snack time. I didn’t know what to do so I quickly nodded and shuffled to an open seat. I tried to act as if everything was fine but I was panicking because I didn’t realize I was supposed to bring a snack. Staring at the empty spot on the table in front of me, I just sat there until I felt a light tap on my shoulder.
In 7th grade, I transferred from Bryan Middle school to Visitation Catholic School and there was not enough room in the accelerated math program, which ultimately set me behind. In high school, I found myself bored in math and knew I needed to challenge myself, so I ended up setting up a meeting with the math department head and we discussed my options. Sophomore year, I ended up taking two math classes, which was not easy; double the test, quizzes and lessons! However, by taking two math classes, I was able to get myself into a higher math class which ultimately was my goal, and achieving it was an amazing feeling.
There it was, standing in the distance, a tall gloomy gray-colored building. With a few splashes of blue paint added to the dull cement to add color to what would otherwise be a lifeless building.This building was non-other than the one and only Stoller Middle School. I never referred to it as a middle school but more as a prison, it was full of rules that were put in place just to suck away any possible fun from a child’s mind. Maybe I didn’t like the place because I was suspended five times from it. My latest suspension happened the day after I had just come back from the fourth one.
The Good, the Bad, and the Back and Fourth: A literacy Narrative Her beady eyes challenged me from behind her wire-rimmed glasses, “I guess you just need to work on turning in homework.” This was the final straw. English was doomed to be my least favorite subject. At this time though I didn’t know I liked writing and reading, so I just got by. I understood its importance, but I knew there was only one pursuit in the world: STEM. Science, math, engineering, and technology were pushed onto us in middle school from day one.
Roylin Went To Bluford High . He Wasn’t The Most Popular Kid Either , He Failed Some Of His Classes And He Passed Some . One Day He Walked Into Bluford High And He Sat Down In His Math Class And He Had Seen The Most Prettiest Girl He Had Ever Seen . Her Name Was Korie After Class He Started Flirting With Her And Finally He Asked
I’m in the halls of Century Middle School, where there are not enough classrooms for everybody. In this tiny school in a little city up in Colorado I’m stuck teaching math, wondering what boring surprises I will find. Of all the subjects. I just had to pick this one. The one that I have always despised, and tolerated, throughout my whole life.