Personal Narrative: My Years Of Public Education

There isn’t much I remember from elementary school, I never thought anything I did before jr high really mattered. However there is one thing I won’t be able to forget about. Not because it was particularly significant to me, but because it was significant to my father who always brings it up. I’m sure if he hadn’t reminded me of it so frequently I would’ve forgot about it a long time ago. You see, in fifth grade I had a really scrawny nerdy friend who’d get picked on quite often for being like so, and one day he told his dad who also worked with my father and told him that I would stand up for him when he was getting bullied.

This depicts the training teachers have had in driving their messages home. However still they are subject to scrutiny since the stories contain a lot of

I have had a wonderful experience observing at Buffalo Creek Middle School so far. The teacher is excellent with her students and uses various activities to get the kids involved. One activity that was used multiple times over the two days that I was there was: Think, Pair, Share. The teacher would write a math question up on the board that went along with whatever topic they were going over that day and then she would ask the students to try to solve the equation. After everyone seemed to be finished solving the equation, it was time to pair up.

As my mother announced that our family was migrating to the United States, I entered a state of shock and excitement. I was filled with joy knowing that I was moving to foreign, that is a common slang we would say when anyone from Jamaica is moving to another foreign county. At the time I was about eleven years old, so I had no idea the major culture shock that was awaiting me. As I started to get acquainted with my new surroundings, one of the things I struggled with was school and even to this day, I still continue to struggle.

This letter is to address my changing of school within the past few year. I first attended Pennsylvania Highlands Community College starting in high school and had received an Associates in Liberal Arts; I had left this institution to pursue other education opportunities. Attending Mount Aloysius College based on an interest in their nursing program, I had decided to leave this institution after not being accepted into the nursing degree. Conemaugh School of Nursing, I voluntarily took leave after my father passing away unexpectedly, leaving business and personal matter that needed my immediate attention. Most recently I had attended Saint Francis University, where I would still be attending today, but I had lost a large scholarship that was

It was the last week of school, and Kristina was in 8th grade. Kristina couldn 't wait to be in 9th grade, but she hated that she was being bullied everyday. Kristina had cried everyday, at school during lunch, during class, after school on the way home, and at home. On the weekends she wouldn 't leave the house, because it was her only time she got away from the bullies, and she didn 't want to take a chance on being seen outside of school.

How was my developing education during Freshman year and Senior year? When growing up in my house there were two different types of language based on parents by my dad only speaking Spanish and my mom speaking both English and Spanish. And at the age of 8 years old my mom and dad took me and siblings to Mexico and studying, but learning new ways how to write and read. Made me suffer a lot, even though my mother and father always made me practice and not forgetting allowed me to understand many things. And at the age of 13 years old my mom and my dad brought me back to the United States to study and for me it was really difficult because I was already used in writing and ready in one language for me it was basically like for me knowing a new

I would like to address my educational short comings. In high school, I was overwhelmed with the responsibilities of helping raise my two baby brothers with my mom. Those responsibilities included, but were not limited to: babysitting, household chores such as cooking, cleaning, and laundry; tending to the family dog, and just taking care of my own personal needs. It had gotten to the point that I had enrolled in independent study at Chico High School in fall 2010 so I could pick up a job for some extra money because funds were so tight. I was taking courses at Butte College by the summer of 2010 and immediately enrolled full-time for the fall 2011 semester after I graduated high school.

Mondays were always dreadful, especially when you go to Liberty Middle School in Columbus Ohio. Every single day my sister would complain about going to school as she would look down at the dead brown leaves. But for me I liked going to school, I liked all of my teachers especially Mr.Nicolosi. He was so nice and he had a side of humor too. Anyways, I always loved going to school but that all changed when that horrible accident happened.

Right next to the neighborhood pool was a little girl selling lemonade and popsicles on a hot day. The menu read: One dollar for a lemonade, fifty cents for refills, a dollar for either a grape, orange, cherry or lime popsicles. That little girl was a shy girl with dreams who took the advice from Dumbo "to fly." "fly." That little girl was me, Juliana Martinez, a Colombian-American student who doesn't let roadblocks stop me.

As a requirement for this class, Administration and Supervision of School Reading Programs, I interviewed Mrs. Jessica Gettings, who is our current Reading Program Supervisor. Although our district does not identify Gettings as our district’s Reading Specialist, she is identified as our Lead Basic Skills Teaching in our Supplemental Instruction Program (SIP) which is funded by Title I, Part A funding. While she does not define her role as ‘supervisor,’ as she is not responsible for direct supervision of teachers; however, she does work towards mentoring teachers and provides example lessons and coaching. Mrs. Gettings holds a Bachelor’s degree in Elementary Education, Theater Arts, and a k-12 certification in Reading from Rowan University.

I completed my practicum experience at Ellen Hopkins Elementary in Moorhead in a second-grade classroom. Mr. Larson was my cooperating teacher and he taught me more about teaching and relations to students than I think he realizes. The students also taught me every single day new ways to see certain concepts and positive ways to react in situations. I think Mr. Larson was an excellent cooperating teacher who helped me realize and see a classroom through the eyes of a teacher. My favorite component of the classroom was being able to build on what we were learning and discovering in ED 205 and see it first hand in the classroom by making connections between our readings from Ayers into seeing how the readings take place in a real-life context.

After five years of living in San Jose, California, I was enrolled in nine grade at the beginning of High School. However, school in America was completely different as compared to my school life in Vietnam because, instead of staying in the same class and experiencing a change of teachers for different lessons in Vietnam but, I had to switch classes for the different lessons in America. In High School, I experienced many challenging tasks with English communication with the teachers and students and making friends was another challenge that forced me to eat lunch all by myself. Food served at the cafeteria was another challenge and I could not eat well because I was not aware of the different types of food and I had to be careful to stick

Evolution is a fact of life. We must adapt to changing situations, or perish. This self-change paper will outline my educational evolution, particularly with emphasis on improving future educational and career goals. I will also implement a time-line for the educational goals, and my personal development to achieve them.

Many things matter to me whether it’s in school or out of school, my first topic is going to be about things that matter to me. The first one that always comes to my mind when I think about things that matter to me is my family. My dad , my mom, my sister, and my dogs all matter to me. My grades matter to me too, my grades matter a lot because I want to be able to have a stable career and not end up working at mcdonalds or something along those lines. I wanna be an FBI agent when I grow up so I need good grades to be able to go to do that .