The morning was foggy and I could see the front of my school through my window. It was a nice sight to see. I walked into the kitchen to make myself a bowl of cereal and there she was with her head down on the table. I could tell that she arrived a couple of hours ago because the tears hadn’t dried from her cheeks yet. I got myself ready gave her a kiss on her forehead and headed off to school. I had walked into class eager to see what my teacher Mrs. Padron had in store for today. Every single day there was something new to learn and there’s something about that infinite nature of learning that really appealed to me as a child. I cherished those 7 hours I spent in class the most I could and I dreaded the mere thought of having to go home where I would have to face the
On the first day I was happy and ready to start my day. When I got my schedule I was lost. I didn’t know where to go. One of the staff members had to help me get to my class. I was hoping that I have a class with some of my friends that I knew since elementary school. When I came in. I saw my friend, I was so happy. I hurried up and sat in my seat before the bell rang.
To my former grade school teachers, I have a confession: I only learned one thing from you. It’s not what you think of course, it’s far worse. You taught me of course, but not the lessons you were supposed to. You taught me to doubt myself, to be ashamed of my knowledge, to hide my gifts and talents, and to sit silent even though I had plenty to say.
I was starting my first day at a new school. My palms were sweaty, my heart was thumping, and I had butterflies in my stomach. I took a deep breath and walked towards the grey doors. I thought about what the new school would be like; how the teachers were and how the students were. I missed my friends from my old school. I walked through those big grey doors to a whole new place.
I also just can’t help but be inspired by great leaders throughout history who saw a change and then made it happen, and although my knowledge is limited, I admire and am encouraged by them. Specifically I have learned so much about African-Americans’ struggle throughout history, and how it is still an issue today. Understanding the past of issues really helps with the way we perceive it today. I’ve also learned not to judge people, and to never write someone off based on a single experience. To be honest Mr.Peters, first semester I did not really like you. It was nothing about your personality, I was just struggling in the class and I projected my frustrations onto you. And although you gave me my first B, I have come to love and respect you as a teacher. Now, you’re my favorite teacher, and I’m sad that this year is over. I appreciate your constantly positive demeanor and the way you joke around
Mrs.Glick, You have and always will be my favorite teacher. You are truly one in a million. Fifth Grade I was excited to have you as a teacher because you were my older sisters teacher before that. You always pushed me to do better you pushed me to get my
Dr. Appleton, Where do I even begin? Well, first off…. THANK YOU! You have no idea the impact you have made on not only my life, but so many others. Speaking on behalf of my peers, you truly are a one-of-a-kind and remarkable professor. In my time at Eastern Kentucky University as an undergrad in the History Department, I had my fair share of good, bad and okay professors. You are in none of those categories because you created one for yourself.
This is Kaydence Mullin. Hi remember me? Haha okay well i'm writing this to say thank you in many different ways. Thank you for helping me with my math. Thank you for clearing all the rumors about me. Thank you for being an amazing teacher. Honestly in 2nd grade I thought i had the best teacher ever! Then i got you and proved myself wrong. I remember out of all our teachers you always made sure that my mom's comfortable with all my field trips because she's a little over protective haha. Well,thank you so much for being the greatest 5th grade teacher ever.
Fitz. He taught me many lessons about his math class but the most important lessons he ever taught me was to treat others with respect. It was just an ordinary school day when I walked into my algebra class and he began to express to my class that he wasn’t very happy with the way he was being treated and other issues soon he began to cry then he left class because he was so emotional. From that moment I’ve view him differently, in that moment I instantly started to reevaluate who I was a person, I began to realize that I was a student who constantly disrespected him for no reason, I use to give him attitude, curse at him, disrupt his class while he was teaching, and sometimes not follow his directions just because I simply didn’t want to. That day just changed me in positive way, it made me realize that I no longer wanted to be that person I was, that I wanted to better myself as an overall person. I began to treat him and others with respect, I was more serious about my education, I was a more optimistic person, but most importantly I began to value myself. That incident was one of the best things that has ever happen to me as a person, since then I have written him a letter expressing how he has impacted my life in a major way and that I am very thankful for everything he has ever done for
The meaning of gift in dictornary.com states that its something given voluntarily without payment in return, as to show favor toward someone, honor an occasion, or make a gesture of assistance. The meaning of gift has changed over time and people view gifts differently. However, to me the meaning of
¨Thanksgiving, after all, is a word of action,¨ stated W.J Cameron. This quote is just saying in other words, Thanksgiving is what you make of it. Thanksgiving can be all about what you’re grateful for and spending time with family or Thanksgiving can simply be about eating, and only that.
Serving others is the best way to live your life. At Mary It gave me an outstanding education for my high school future. In Kindergarten, Mrs. Cordia taught me sight words, math, and Jesus. In Mrs. Cordia class she had Mrs. Cordia Corner, estimation jar, bad name book, and stuff animals that we could take home. I remember when I got the prettiest pink angel statue for her corner that i still have. She used to throw cheeto balls and candy at us while we were watching a movie;everyone would fight over them. She introduce me to celery and peanut butter together I love that snack! Everyone fought over who gets to sit next to her in church or the classroom. As I graduated and moved on to first grade I could hear Mrs. Cordia saying, “Good bye my little souls!”. In first grade, Mrs. Broshears taught me me how to use money with Broshear bucks. With those bucks you can get something from her treasure chest or if you reach a certain amount you can eat lunch with and a friend. I remember when I brought Ben Watkins and we got Mcdonalds and sat and watched sesame street in our classroom. We thought we were living the life. In second grade, my teacher was Mrs. Smith. We learned the start of multiplication, crusave, I started to read chapter books, and we received the sacraments of Reconciliation and first holy communion. Mrs. Smith was so fun, she loved Frank Sinatra so sometimes she would turn it on and the whole classroom would dance together to it. She introduced me to my favorite book, Because of Winn Dixie. If we were bad we would have to put our name on the board. One time she put me and Ben Watkins next to each other and we would talk so much so we had to put our name on board. We both started to cry and the next day me and Ben came back and apologize to Mrs. Smith and she erased our names. Out of nowhere one time she jumped on the table and started to dance and kicked all our books on the ground. She was so funny! In third grade Mrs. Resiak
When I completed high school, I started a tutoring class in which my friend joined me. There are many children from poor background in the slum near where I live who could not afford holiday tutoring offered in other places. As we were just out of high school our memories and knowledge was still fresh. We initially had a class of just five students but the number grew to over twenty in one and a half weeks. We teach them Math, Physics, Biology and Chemistry. I take Physics and Chemistry. This was a success and it gave me inspiration and motivation. I felt happy knowing I was changing someone’s life directly by helping them improve their grades. It inspired me and made me want to help as much people as I could. It also helped me in gaining confidence
As the school year is drawing near, I want to express how much I appreciate the kind things you have done to support me over the past two years. As a newcomer to middle school, I’ve needed your guidance. The schedule you work is unbelievable, and yet you maneuver your
Bbrriiinngg! The alarm clock rang as I woke up to see sunlight pouring in through my bedroom window the day had finally arrived the first day of school I spent so much time worrying over this one day I got out of bed got dressed and had breakfast I was very anxious about starting a new school in a new state as I shove the last bite of cereal into my mouth I started to worry what if nobody liked me how could I make it through the year I had to stop thinking about everything that could go wrong and start thinking about the below opportunities when my dad pulled up to the front of the school I felt like I had a million little butterflies fluttering in my stomach I got out of the car and walked to the big black metal doors shining in the sunlight