7.2 Outcome Analysis

Ally Nickerson is in the 6th grade at her seventh school of her life. Before her new teacher, Ally dreaded school and created clever distractions that sent her to the office instead of doing her school work. Mrs. Hall is taking administrative leave for she is about to give birth to a baby. Her replacement is Mr. Daniels who finds the inner Ally. Instead of sending Ally to the office, Mr. Daniels tries to help her. He finds many different ways to engage her with her disability. For example he invites her to play chess after school with him. Ally finds chess very interesting because she can make her plans all in her head. Ally gets to know two new friends this school year, Kiesha and Albert. Albert has some hidden secrets. He shows up everyday

Going into English 121 you accomplished many different outcomes when doing your work. For example outcome A is when you do an outline for your essay. Your first start with your ideas and you build from your ideas. You come up with a title, next, your intro, your main ideas, and finally your conclusion. After you have everything written down you start to edit your drafts. In writing, doing a outline is common. It helps the writer be organized in the paper and the editing help the reader understand the text better. In English 121, I have done outcome A many of times. For my essay one and two I did outcome A. For essay 1, I planned my paper out. I did my summary first than the other parts of my paper second. I did the same thing for essay two. After I got my papers back, I would edited

It was a beautiful day in Miami. The skies were blue and the sun was shining. Marisa was walking down the street with her best friend, about to enter a party. While walking there, her best friend, Nora, saw an antique shop and wanted to enter. Marisa didn’t have a good feeling about it. Nora begged and begged, but instead of listening to her gut, Marisa gave in. When they walked in there were lots of old, antique items, clothes, and jewlery. A little old lady walked out, from the back, and asked the girls if the needed anything, but the girls were fine. After about 5 min, Marisa was getting mad, because they were missing the party. But Nora wanted to look around and finally found something she liked. It was a little clock. Around the same time,

“Ugh I’ll just do this assignment tomorrow!”... Something that all high schoolers say nowadays. On a sunny Monday morning, in Mr. Ripple’s second period English class, Alex gets an assignment and does not do it until the day before it is due. It was assigned a week before the due date. He struggles with not getting enough sleep, getting caught up with other activities and when he goes home, he’s caught up with football practices/games. Alex always struggles with turning in assignments on time. However, his friend Chloe reminds him that “tomorrow never comes”. He chooses to ignore the saying until the night before and pulls an all-nighter.

In order to complete this activity, that is, create an Arts Unit of Inquiry (UOI) plan, my skills and understanding had to meet the unit’s learning outcomes. My UOI plan demonstrates that I have a good understanding of authentic arts education and am able to apply such practices through the implementation of The Arts curriculum (Unit Outcome 1). My UOI plan also closely reflects Unit Outcome 2: “Within a lifelong learning framework, develop arts literacy and capability through personal investment in visual and media arts praxis, reflection and appreciation, to a foundational standard for teaching” in that it demonstrates my arts literacy as well as highlights the arts skills that I have attained throughout the unit by practical exploration.

“Thanks I’m going to work hard!” Alaina exclaimed. It was one more week until the exam and she was never so nervous. Every time she tried to study, she would get too nervous because the exam was coming up, sooner and sooner. She told her teacher,” I’m too

Seth was so nervous. It was the last day of pre-k and his last chance of being student of the week. His tummy felt like he was on a roller coaster ride and his throat felt as if he had a giant apple stuck in it. His teacher Mrs. Moon was about to speak… “and our student of the week boys and girls is” … what would she say? What would she say! Seth began to have flashbacks of his week, he raised his hand to answer a question on Monday, waited patiently for his turn for the block area on Tuesday and most importantly he didn’t have any temper tantrums when things didn’t

Maya decided to ask her mother what would be best to do today. “Mom, do you think I should do the TCAP today, or visit grandma?” She asked. Her mother gave a shrug in response. “What do you want to do? Do you want to take the test? Or visit your grandmother on her last day? Both are good, you’ll get a great education if you take the test, and you’ll also be able to visit your grandmother on her last day of life?” Her mother asked. Maya still didn’t really know what to do. She stood in thought for a while and finally made up her mind.

(What-a-burger has the best chicken tenders, and Chick-fi-la has the best chicken sandwiches, wouldn’t you agree?’ said Kamron. Not paying much attention to what he was saying, one half of my brain was thinking about all the things I could do after school, and the other half was listening to what Kamron was rambling about. “Maybe I should go to a friend’s house, or should I chill at home and play some games? I could also take a nap, too,” I happily thought to myself as the dismissal bell disrupted my thinking. “Beep! Beep! Beep!” All of the students in the class, including myself, stampeded out as if we all had imperative things that needed to be done. “See you later, Ezra,” said Kamron. “See ya,” I replied back. As I’m walking down the hallway on my way out of the building, a horrendous memory from the friday before the weekend came running back into my brain. It was from my grouchy principal, Mrs. Lewis. “You’ve been tardy in your math class this whole week, Ezra! So for that, I’m assigning you detention on monday! Oh, and you’d better be there too!” her grumpy ass told me told me in a draconian tone. “Looks like I have no choice,” I said out loud bothersomely. So I walked back upstairs to where detention was

It was a Wednesday, so she had winterguard from 6 to 9 PM. That meant as soon as she got home from school she had three hours to do her homework. She usually was able to get it done before guard, but sometimes it was tough. Tonight was one of those nights. It was crucial that she did her math, as there were midterms coming up... she didn't know when, exactly; it was crucial that she went to guard that night, because there was a competition coming up. It was also crucial she be prepared for orchestra, since they were going to Michigan Music Conference (A really big deal in the music department) at the end of the month. Basically, she was

When Jane arrived at her grandpa's house she went straight to her room to finish unpacking the last of her old clothes. Before she could finish opening the new box her grandpa came in.

As he shoved his luggage into his overhead bin, he took a seat with exhaustion. Remembering all the memories they've had at their grandparents house, when they were little. Now today would be the day to relive all those fun and exciting memories, thought Jamerson. Jamerson knew he could be able to show his Grandma Judy and Grandpa Jona, all the things he's learned from his practices in football, soccer, and basketball. Kaitlyn had finally gotten a flight attendant to come over by her. Kaitlyn began to speak, “Mrs, by any chance do you have wifi on here I could connect to?” The flight attendant Carrie had said, “I'm sorry ma'am we don't, is there anything else I can get you?” Kaitlyn didn't say anything, she sat there in disappointment.

Inside, Frank showered. How had he forgotten his own birthday? Really, it wasn’t a surprise; he didn’t keep track of time much anymore. He didn’t want to spend his time thinking about all the toilets he’d unclogged or all the toilets to come. At seventy-one, he’d never imagined things would turn out this way. Thank God Alice wasn’t alive to see him now, to see this place. It would break her heart.

Grandma had slept through the party. That was okay because I knew she was exhausted. So, azlynn started to smash her vanilla cake with pink butter whipped icing. She had it all in her hair, on her face, and none of it in her mouth. That was the only time my grandma was awake at the party. She cheered Azlynn on while she smashed her cake. Grandma’s face was priceless.

It was a beautiful sunny Saturday morning when I woke up on March 24, 2012, and most importantly it was my tenth birthday! I woke up to the waft of pancakes and freshly cooked bacon coming in from the kitchen. I got out of bed, and ran downstairs. I ran so fast that I tripped on the last step, landing on my ankle. But that did not matter because it was my birthday. I bounced in the kitchen flinging the door open. The first faces I saw were my mom, brother, grandma, and grandpa; mom was still in her nightgown from waking up so early to start breakfast for the special day.