Kelly walked over to some other students that were on the next row and said, “They are some wigger lovers”. This is a term I was unfamiliar with, but amazingly close to sounding like” nigger” lover. I was insulted, she was trying to talk about me personally on the ground that, the people surrounding me weren 't black. More than likely she was saying it directly for me to hear, and this made upset, I walked over in a rage to confront her. “Kelly what the hell did she just say?
I’m writing you in regards to a situation that took place at your school. My daughter A’Lyssah attends your school. Her teacher is Mrs. Veronica Odoms. My daughter has come home to me since school started and told me about things that Ms.Odoms had said to her: calling her names and comparing her to other students. I have made Mrs.Odoms aware of the comment that A’Lyssah has spoken about.
Throughout my time, so far, working with Miss. Giannotti’s class at the elementary school, I have been given a wide range of jobs and responsibilities. I’ve been given tasks that range anywhere from interacting with the children, such as leading in games and reading stories, to things that are inherently teacher-like responsibilities, such as making copies and creating a bulletin board. Of the things I’ve done in the time I’ve been with my class so far, many of them I’ve enjoyed, even, to my surprise, the seemingly mundane jobs. I love interacting with the kids. One of my favorite, and most common, jobs is to sit at a yellow table in the corner and help the students as they come to me with questions. This allows me to spend time with them and
Lincoln Middle School is an interesting and fun place to be. It’s set up like
Hi, I'm Sam (pn) the yellow (ab) banana (cn). I go to Milton Middle School (pn). My best friend is Cade (pn) the red (ab) apple (cn). I live in a refrigerator (cn) at the school (cn) with my friend Cade. I woke up and went to first hour with a bunch of fruit (colln). I wasn't exited (an) for school. My first class (cn) was bigger (ca) than all of my other classes. When we got to the classroom (cn) it was empty (aa). The teacher was always late (aa) though. We all sat in out chairs (cn) waiting for the teacher. I got out my pencil (ccn), my notebook (ccn), and my iPad (ccn). We all sat there angrily (an) because our teacher wasn't there. I was one of the only calm (sa) in the room. Finally our principle came in. I was filled with excitement
My most recent field experience I went on was to an elementary school named Carlin Park in Angola, Indiana. I sat in on a Kindergarten classroom for 20 hours through a span of 4 weeks last spring. I really enjoyed sitting in the same classroom for that many hours because I got to know the kids as well as the teacher more than I did on my other field experiences. The environment of the classroom was awesome. It was very friendly and the teacher was great with the kids. The interactions between the kids were very respectful and friendly as well, which was really cool to see.
On the day of our first visit to Rogers-Herr Middle School I already had the understanding that I do not want to be a middle school teacher. When arriving to the school and during our school tour I did notice several things about the school which impressed me. The first thing that I noticed about Rogers-Herr is that it is a year round middle school, as a teacher I think I would enjoy a year round school because of the breaks from school. Walking through the halls of the middle school and observing the classrooms I noticed a big difference between the 6th and 8th grade student. Not so odd but the 6th grade students were a lot more immature than the 8th grade students. I also noticed that the teachers of the 6th graders somewhat still treated
During my sophomore year, a woman named Lana Sullivan taught British Literature. She was four-and-a-half feet tall with a stoop, 98 pounds soaking wet, and well past retirement age. She also knew more about literature than anyone I have ever met. She could quote Tennyson and T.S. Eliot at the drop of a hat. She'd met Allen Ginsberg on multiple occasions. She was fond of saying that certain things could only be accomplished "by God and Shakespeare". She was amazing. Brilliant. Too good to be a high school teacher, everyone agreed, but now I think she was just right for it. I felt safe inside the walls of her classroom, and at the very same time I could feel the world expanding around me.
The person in question whom I observed was an unknown face to me. I had been in a study hall class in my schools business room/computer lab when I observed them. We were alone except the teacher. Yet it was amazing what I saw and felt happen as they worked.