Comparing Velvet And Professor Locke

Through the process of writing the M1 Essay Assignment, I learned the importance of my education and social class and its involvement in the shaping of my character. It can be said that I reached a stage of acceptance of my life while writing this essay, because it allowed me to address frustrations and thoughts I’ve had on this topic. In addition, In the early draft of the M2 assignment I found that my strengths laid in the structuring of my essay and my introduction, which have been known as being the consistent strengths in my writing.

At first, she claims, she was only “a little mass of possibilities,” but her teacher brought light into her life (1). Her teacher, from the very beginning, was more than just an instructor. She was a positive influence and an inspiration. She taught Keller to communicate and understand the world around her, even though she could not see or hear it. She did not force Keller’s mind to learn; she simply guided it, nourishing it with knowledge at the right moments (7-8). In this way, her teacher made learning enjoyable for Keller by ensuring she did not think of it as an obligation, but as an experience. This goes along with Keller’s belief that a student “will not work joyously unless he feels that liberty is his” (16). A student who feels that she has the power to make her own decisions will enjoy her schooling more than one who feels as if the power is out of her hands. The relationship between Keller and her teacher had a profound impact on the way Keller learned and later lived her life. Even once her school days had passed, she still felt the effects of her teacher’s instruction every day. She even went so far as to say that she felt her teacher’s being was “inseparable” from her own (22). Keller’s unusually intimate connection with her teacher offered a unique perspective on the topic of teacher-student relationships.

Revised: “These two mentors also taught me literacies that many students I knew did not have, and that was professional literacy and technological literacy. These are concepts that I would continue to use today and help me along my journey in high school. Now let’s start from the beginning, when my hero’s journey started.”

In Rose’s “I Just Wanna Be Average”, readers can determine from what he says that teachers play an integral role in the educations of students. When others are teaching you what to do, it becomes easier to understand; when others are not teaching you, it becomes harder to understand. You can tell how essential a teacher is to a student if you were to read Rose’s narrative and see that: students float to expectations, if teachers don’t expect anything of you they won’t help you, and how beneficial it is to have a teacher who challenges you to be better.

The teachers profiled in “Unforgettable Miss Bessie”, “My Favorite Teacher”, and “And the Orchestra Played On” are remembered and admired by the narrators. Miss Bessie, Miss Hattie, and Mr. K. possessed significant qualities that made them remarkable educators. They inspired and encouraged students. They only wanted the best for their students and prepared them for their futures, enabling them to overcome difficulties in school. Besides the content of their subject matter these educators their taught students to believe that their lives and future all depends from themselves: whether they would choose the clean asphalt road or dirty, bumpy one.

It was around the start of my spring quarter that I heard grim news about my high school English teacher. Ann Stewart was diagnosed with cancer. Because of her sunny demeanor, she was everyone’s favorite teacher. It was tragically ironic how the nicest person I’ve ever met could meet such an undeserving fate. After a few months, she lost her fight with cancer. At her funeral, I saw so many familiar faces. Former students, colleagues, friends, and family all so deeply saddened. Ms. Stewart lived a life that has meaning and purpose. She was more than a teacher to me. She was a role model. Ms. Stewart had the ability to bring out the best in her students, even when they didn’t believe in themselves. I want to live up to the potential that she knew all her

Your Honor, Sir. Breana’s proudest moment as a person is when she obtained an honor roll certificate last year. She had a hard time with understanding the teacher, but she slowly and gradually grasped the concept. Her hard work paid off as she got all A’s and B’s. Breana’s strenuous time with her school’s curriculum made her feel very angered, but she pushed herself to the limits and ended up having the joy of spectacular

Man is a product of the culture in which he is born and brought up. For the same reason, no one can negate the influence of the society in forming one’s personality. I am well aware of the fact that my views, thoughts, and attitude have been shaped by the society I live in; hence, any attempt to sketch my personal experiences would be incomplete without referring to the part played by my surroundings. Throughout my life, I have paid utmost importance to initiating and maintaining interpersonal relationships with others. I had to face varied situations out there, both joyous and depressing. However, each instance was a great lesson for me to learn several things about my practical life – I wouldn’t be exaggerating when I say that I have learned more outside the four walls of my classroom than within them. My autobiography is closely associated with my social connections including my experiences with my family, educational institution, and the larger society I reside within.

Both Rowan and Rose begin their essays by describing a particular teacher who left a strong impact during a pivotal point in their lives. In his piece “Unforgettable Miss Bessie,” Rowan sets up an impression of Miss Bessie as a highly respected educator who knew how to conduct her classroom in a way that “there was never a discipline problem” (168). With a firm hand, she guides them to the road of success. She once told Rowan to “make most of what you do have- a brain” (168). Miss Bessie reminds Rowan to not think about what he does not have; instead, he needs to embrace the one thing no one can take from him.

Donna Pike was my high school art teacher, and if it wasn’t for her I wouldn’t be writing this essay. I chose to stay in school and continue my education for her because she was truly the only person who believed that I could make it this far in life. Ms. Pike not only believed in me, but she was the only person willing to give me the money when no one else in my family could afford it. Donna Pike, is my biggest motivation because she was and still remains to be the only person that saw true potential in me. My other teachers, neighbors, and even community members always told me that I was a bad student and that I would never make it far because of the people in which I hung out with. It didn’t matter to them that I was a good student, all they saw was an African American teenage boy in baggy clothes. To them, I was

“If you want a good education, you need to have good teachers,” states William Deresiewicz, author of Spirit Guides (1). His article, published in Slate Magazine, was written with the purpose of redefining what college teaching is and the elements that constitute a good teacher. In order to promote his ideas and fulfill his purpose, Deresiewicz supports an enthymeme founded on the claim that teachers should challenge and care about their students, because that is what their students truly want and need (2,3).

For my sophomore year, I was blessed with one of the best English teachers at our school, Mr. Granger. From the first day of class I knew that Mr. Granger represented everything I wanted to become in the future, and I made sure to tell him. Soon enough, snacks, lunches, and hours after school were spent in his classroom chatting with him or just enjoying his and the presence of the few other students that loved to be in Room 220. Mr. Granger was the everyman: a friend, a brother, a teacher, and a trusted adult, and in many ways Room 220 was a safe haven and home.

This year I had the prestigious honor of being in Ms. Brown’s class, and let me tell you, it was anything but normal. Ms. Brown’s cheerfulness (and maybe a bit of messiness) really helped me realize that teachers actually have lives. They’re not just some robots who are only activated to teach, and then turned off when the class leaves, as much as we might think they are.

This connects with the point, “Involve students and parents in setting academic goals and celebrating accomplishments”, because my parents and I had the opportunity to celebrate the fact that I am going to college next year and that I have complete a chapter in my life. They helped me improve my final draft of my essay, and writing that letter back to Mrs. Nelson made them seem they made a difference in my education. I am very thankful for having a teacher that not only cares about my education but connects our parents with us, in terms of

"We should live to give to others, rather than, live to receive from others,” are the words that my wise seventh grade English teacher repeated in class, while nudging at my chair to sit up and pay attention. Not knowing these simple words would impact and change my perception on life in many ways. First, I have learned to be dedicated and to never give up. Second, I have learned to have determination to walk through the wilderness, with uncertainty and to rely on God. Third, I have learned to have perseverance to push through the unfortunate events that have occurred during my academic career. I appreciate the reader of my essay, for giving my application a chance, to provide a binocular view of my individuality. Welcome to a brief story of