Essay On Personal Artifact

With differentiation in mind, I came up with a daily schedule of learning and instruction time for my students. Entry 4 artifact 3 is a copy of my daily schedule and lesson plan format for instructing my students. I begin my day of learning using whole group instruction with a whole group instruction reviewing the calendar, music/movement activity, and read aloud. During these activities, I ask the students question based upon their ability and grade level. The students are really engaged during our introduction. They get to move and meditate to reflect on their day.

Some family have stereotypical ideas about disabled, but for Amy Purdy and her family that motivate them to live their lives beyond their limits. Although, she lost some parts of her body. For example, she lost both her legs below the knees, the spleen, kidneys. Unfortunately, she became unable to hear in her left ear. Another person who born with disability, Maysoon Zayid which is cerebral palsy. However, she did not give up for this so she worked hard and persevere to get a scholarship which was from Arizona State University. From Amy Purdy and Maysoon Zayid, we learn that facing problems forces us to get creative, and we should be optimistic when we want to change a critical situation.

In the video “Inclusion, belonging, and the disability revolution” (TEDTalks, 2014), speaker Jennie Fenton opens with describing situations where people with disabilities are segregated and excluded from their communities, sent to live together away from society, or even treated as lesser humans. She then proceeds to introduce her family, including her six-year-old daughter that was diagnosed with cerebral palsy. Jennie admits to previously having negative or frightened thoughts about having a child with a disability, but with her “seven realizations,” she learned that her daughter was merely on a different path than others, but that no one should ever feel broken or not a whole person (TEDTalks, 2014). After she explains that there are roughly one billion people with a disability throughout the world, Jennie states that she believes in possibility over disability. If a person’s

Can your life be described with abstract ideas of everyday items? I can use objects and symbols to represent me as person and my experiences throughout my life. With the description for three items I can show you how i am a well rounded person and get to know a little about me to. The contents of my “Me” bag include items such as: an apple, a flag, and a folder. I with explain to you how these seemingly bland items represent me as a well rounded individual.

The darkness is slowly scaring me making me feel overwhelmed. I can’t see anything. I feel suffocated and musty with all these boxes stocked next to me and on top of me. I’ve been here for so long and I feel so hopeless and useless. Then suddenly a bright light shines on me and I finally feel free from this very comfortless home. I wish someone would open this lid on top of me so I can breath in fresh air. But here I am staying strong and just patiently waiting. Then suddenly, I am lifted, opened, and place on top of a flat surface. I feel so nervous. I am hearing human voices. My wish is granted. It is my time, and I am free!

When I first decided that I wanted to further my education in nursing, I was inspired by my job as a Home-Health Aide. At the age of sixteen, I started working for a company called Miracles In Motions. I worked with individuals who are mentally and physically disabled; assisting them with all their daily needs. One day on my job, I was introduced to Mr. Peloquin, a man with Cerebral Palsy. I introduced myself to him and he began telling me stories about himself and his disability. I could tell that he enjoyed my company and he expressed that he does not get to tell his stories often. The story that really caught my interest involved his recent hospital visit. He told me how mistreated he had been by the hospital staff due to his disability; there was no interaction from the health professionals, and he was not treated like a human being. He stressed to me that he hated the way he was treated and that this was just one of multiple similar situations. Conversing with Mr. Peloquin that day gave me a heavy

Both my brother, and Sundiata overcame their disabilities, and were able to rise up, and show that they are more then their disability, and who they are should not be discarded just because of their

My setbacks and challenges through being a foster child took me on a journey that continues to greater things because God’s plan is big. Hardship did not overpower me in the end. I am surrounded by people who love me. Challenges that I came to encounter turned into things I would not change for the world, like my adoption, and my Christianity. That blaze that once tore the inside of me now dispenses

When you see someone suffering from a disability or some type of disease you might not always think it will happen to you. No matter what the disease or disability is, it’s always going to be an inconvenience for the person that has the condition. Some people are out in the open about their disease, while other are quiet and in the dark about it. I believe that even though people have these issues in their life, they should embrace it and continue to be who they are. They may think why me? Why was I given this burden? Even though this disease may stand in the way of them doing specific things they should come to terms with it and do all the other things that it does let them do.

For the first seventeen years of my life my family was classified as being below the poverty line. We lived in a small farm town and I was homeschooled my entire life. Being socioeconomically challenged gave me a unique perspective on health care. My youngest brother was born with defects that resulted in profound loss of hearing. He needed hearing aids and speech therapy but Medicaid did not cover his hearing aids. The hearing aids were not covered and given that they cost over ten percent of my father's annual salary he was unable to receive them until a private donor stepped forward. Not having hearing aids at a crucial time in his language development, caused him to develop a speech impediment that made it difficult for him to communicate

Growing up I did not have many experiences with diversity because I was a sheltered child. In elementary school, I use to think that people with disabilities were different because they were not in the classroom. I would see them at lunch at school and be nervous to go near them, or I would turn my head. As I got older, and went off to college I had the chance to experience being around individuals with disabilities through an exceptional children’s class that I took at York Technical College. While taking this class, I had the opportunity to go to a classroom to observe and interact with the children. I learned from this that they are not any different from me, and some are even doing better than people who do not have a disability. I loved

One of the artifacts that tell my story is a pair of red shoes. They are small, red shoes, with an embroidered flower and a Velcro strap. They were my first pair of shoes when I started walking. These shoes were bought in Chile, where I was born. This is just one of the many artifacts that reveals my origin.

While many of my friends would run around outside with their siblings, my brother was constrained to a wheelchair. While my classmates were taught by their older siblings, mine was being taught how to speak and eat. I began to realize that my life was different. I grew up with a community of special needs individuals. We put all differences aside and from a young age I learned no matter what we are all humans. As any young child I had many ambitions for when I got older. Going from a dancer, singer, even a party planners but as I got old my aspirations began to show a pattern I wanted to be a dance teacher, a preschool teacher, an elementary school teacher, and finally grew into the goal of being a special education

When people have a disability it is life changing for them. They cannot just flip a switch and turn it off; most times it is a permanent ordeal. Participating in this experience opened my eyes even more to specifically what disabled people go through on a daily basis.

I grew up in a loving and somewhat sheltered environment. My parents made my adoption seem like a grand fairytale, and they were my happy ending. To them, adoption made me more special than the average kid, causing me to never think twice about my beginnings. I was the miracle child who brought joy to everyone I met. As a child, people would