How Did Mr Wilson Impact My Life

My junior year of high school I had decided that I would get more involved in school activities. I had been a member of both HOSA, a medical club that focuses on competitions and INTERACT, a club that embraces different cultures and people as well as focusing on helping out the community. I became deeply invested and passionate in both of these clubs. I decided I no longer wanted to be just a member. I wanted to have a say in the decision process and events for the following year so I ran for officer elections in both.

On the first week of school in second grade, my teacher, Ms. Byrd, took us to the library to check out a book. I wasn’t very excited at the time because reading used to bore me. I viewed reading to be a hassle rather than a way to gain knowledge. As our class marched up the ramp leading into the library, we were immediately greeted by a fragile old woman with hair as grey as a pack of Alaskan wolves. The old lady turned out to be the school librarian. She was extremely enthusiastic about reading and asked the class “who is excited to pick out a book today?” All of my classmates swung

Everyone has a story and a past that makes them the person they are today. For Margaret Peterson her love for reading began as a young child. She grew up in a time where electronics and technology wasn't as big as it is today. For her entertainment and hobby she would spend hours reading, at home, in the car, and even on vacation. She lived in a densely populated area. Her father was a farmer, like most men in the community. Her mom was a nurse along with lots of the women in their area. Growing up she did not experience much city life, mainly farm life. However, she knew and believed there was another side of life and opportunities besides what she was around and what her parents had chosen to do with their life. Like many high schoolers who

At an early age I remember reading the most fascinating books. I’ve had many people in my life influence my love of reading. Those people were My parents, teachers and my tutors. My earliest memory of reading was when I was about five years old. My mother read to me “Oh The Places You’ll Go” By Dr. Sues. Today, that book still means so much to me even being eighteen years old. On my graduation day, our princle started her speech with a quote “Congratulations! Today is your day. You’re off to great places! You’re off and away.

Over the years I have come in contact with many different types of teachers that have not only taught me, but also had a positive influence on me. Mrs. Amanda Graham has been my positive influence ever since my ninth grade year here at Mullins High School. She has inspired me in so many ways from reading, to writing, to public speaking.

“I heard shouting, and came quickly to help” said the Wilson’s EAR kindly to the pair.

When he spoke of his personal experiences, even Carl Wilson took the position that his dislike of some music was because it was different than the music he liked. Writing about Elliott Smith, he stated “Smith was a hero of mine and of the late-90s indie subculture, one of those ‘literate’ bedroom -recording songwriters” (7). Smith wrote and performed a type of music that Carl Wilson acclaimed. “As a former bullied kid,” Wilson found sustenance in Smith’s music (7). Wilson also enjoyed avant-garde music, “I championed and the kinds of unpopular-song writers I was prone to calling ‘literate” (6). Mainstream pop music sounded very different from the music that Wilson enjoyed, so he not only disliked pop music, he refused to listen to it.

In that class, the student learns about different teaching methods and how to care for children. As part of the curriculum, we volunteered at Long Elementary as teacher aides. Working with 4th grade students and observing an everyday class room was such an awe-inspiring experience. I had a completely new perspective about teachers. I have so much more respect as before. Teachers put so much time and effort into helping children for their benefits. I knew from the first day I helped with Ms. Williams’ 4th grade class, how much a teacher is a positive influence on children. There is an overwhelming feeling when you help a student with a problem and in return they give you the most heart-warming smile. The experience at Long Elementary helped me make my final decision on whether I wanted to teach elementary or secondary school. As much as I enjoyed helping elementary students, in my heart I knew secondary school was the path God had in store for me.

I believe that Mrs.Holmes’s class is difficult and challenging. Her class has shaped my core values by making me stronger than I was before I started taking her class. Her class has also shaped me to believe that I am capable of so much and that I can achieve any and everything. When I was in the sixth grade last year, all of the seventh graders used to say that her class was lame and that she gave too much work. Now that I have taken her class for this whole school term, I have learned that her class is indeed hard, but it’s all challenging as well. Mrs. Holmes has taught me skills that I can take throughout the rest of my life. For example, Mrs. Holmes would expect me to read two whole stories and write a report on them both. Those situations

Research has said that on average, most Americans will experience some sort of tragic incident in their lifetime. Very rarely does a person or family experience more than one in a single day, but it is not unheard of. This specific tragedy took place in a small town in Colorado called Peyton. It was Wednesday, October 7, 2009.

My 11th grade high school teacher, Mrs. Denovi, will forever be my role model for reading. She greeted us every day with highlights from our reading homework. Her motivation and enthusiasm inspired me to write poetry.

In conclusion, Mrs. Peterson is the one teacher who has had a truly significant impact on my development as a student. I developed courage, and I am not afraid to make as many mistakes because I view it as a learning process. She deserves a million thank you’s for all that she has done for me, and I cannot thank her enough for that. I hope she knows how much of an impact she has made on my development as a person and ultimately as a student. I think it is truly amazing that you can meet one teacher who impacts your life in such a positive way, and I am beyond grateful for everything that she has done to

When I walked into Mrs. Miller’s classroom the students were talking for the two minutes they had before class started. Once the bell rang my teacher Mrs. Miller told her students to get out their homework. After the students pulled out their homework Mrs. Miller started talking to her co-teacher, Mr. Massie. When I was in the classroom for the first five minutes the students acted engaged. Then Mrs. Miller walked around and checked her students review homework. Following, Mrs. Miller took attendance to make sure all of her kids were present. I could see some of the students were excited to learn new material.

Once I grew to be around twelve years old, I would go into Rachel’s office and discuss books with her, as nobody else really ever read the same books that I did. Eventually, our discussions became not just about books, but about our lives. I learned that Rachel came from the same situation as me, yet she had worked her way through the ranks to get a degree in Library Science. Relief washed over

As a hopeful student of hers I always asked Mrs. C for help with my music. Of course, she always helped me, but she never gave the answer to my question. It was a frustrating thing to me for a long time, but in the end I came to the conclusion that I needed to figure things out on my own. Mrs. Chappell was always one to help me see the things I was doing well, always. She never once missed a beat when I accomplished something for the first time in her class. Even when I messed up she was to come sprinting across the band hall with joy in every stride telling me awesome that was, when actually I didn’t even know she was listening. She gave me confidence in my strengths, and always followed her compliments up with the things I need to fix next go around. Although she may not have known it, every word spoken with her gentle, careful tone was taken straight to heart. Seeing her big smile fill her high cheekbones when she giggled at our well known success was more of a treat to me than any reward or chair placement I ever received. Her joyous laughter was high pitched, genuine, and contagious. A laugh could pass through the entire band from just one, small giggle with a snort she tried so hard to hide.