My Educational Experience

Starting middle school was a breeze. In 6th grade I was on the Principles list the whole year. As 6th grade was coming to an end my parents sat me and my brother down and proceeded to tell us that we would be moving to Tennessee. That summer we moved to Tennessee, then we started 7th grade that August. I loved it here. Everyone was so nice and excited that there were new people. The only thing I didn't like was that my classmates were so much smarter than me. Moving from Florida to Tennessee was tough educational wise because the learning standards were so different. The reading and writing that we were learning in 7th grade was math we would have learned in 9th grade in Florida. All of these issues took a toll on my grades. Once again I was going to have to start

How has Service, Scholarship, Leadership, and Fellowship influenced my educational experience? To be truthful, these Hallmarks didn’t really register with me until my second time around in college. Before, I spent most of my time trying to find myself, or what major I wanted to be in and then finally making sure that I completed all the required classes so that I could finally earn my college degree. I was the first person to go to college in my family. I wanted to make something of myself and still do.

As we all know life is full of experiences. Some of those experiences do not affect our lives, where as others are very significant. On my way into eighth grade I made the decision with my family to be home schooled. I learned many useful things, and it’s still fresh in my mind. The lessons I learned from my experience has strengthened my character immensely. My middle school years were the hardest of my life. I experienced more sadness and stress in those three years than an average adult experiences in their whole life. My sixth grade year was nearing to an end, and I had a falling out with my best friends. Before this I had never experienced any drama. As a thirteen year old, I never thought I would experience something so devastating and heartbreaking. A couple months before the school year was ending one of my best friends and I were having a good time hanging out. As the day was coming to an end, her mother came to take her back home. My friends and I were very close and we are always sad to see each other leave. The next morning, I walked into school expecting to see all my friends and have a good time. I began walking towards them and I noticed a couple people glaring at me. Then I realized they were all glaring at me. A lot of people I didn’t know we even giving me dirty looks. The only two people I didn’t see was my best friends. As i went around school looking for them people began whispering when I walked by. The people where saying: “I can’t believe she called

Well my first semester of college is nearly about to wrap up and I gained a ton of new knowledge that will last me a life time. It was just seven months ago that I graduated high school after twelve long years of public school. Now, it’s been seven months officially being on my own and being an adult where I need to take on new responsibilities in my life. There have been new obstacles, new strategies to overcome those obstacles, and new outcomes to these challenges.

Before I moved to the United States, I went to school in Mexico for about nine years. School has rarely been difficult for me. I’m a fast learner. But as any other thing, school has its bad side too. It was the one that stopped the fairy tale I was living in, and got myself into real life. Movies made me believe that life was going to be easy. That no matter how many dilemmas I’d encounter, people were going to be there for me and help me get through it. School taught me that people don’t want to see other people succeed, it is impossible to compete with the teacher’s favorite, and that good grades are not the only thing needed.

I wish to introduce myself as Elizabeth Nisha Pradheep, a young Commerce graduate from University of Chennai, India who wishes to do a course in Education. I do have an aptitude for teaching and want to take teaching as my profession.

My education was not the best that I could have received. I am originally from Pennsylvania, but my parents and I moved to Florida right around the time I was to start kindergarten. The public-school education system in Florida is not the greatest compared to other states, especially not the area of Florida where I have grown up. I attended two different elementary schools, two different middle schools (one private k-12 school and one public middle school). I was fortunate enough to attend one high school for all four years, and there I completed a very academically rigorous program known as the International Baccalaureate program, along with some AP classes. This was the best that was offered to me for my learning style, and so I took advantage of it.

I take in a puff of fresh air as I stroll down the sidewalk on my way to eight o clock mathematics. I take in the last of my summer, which engulfed me in the canyons of the west and allowed me to cherish the last of my childhood, as I step into the door. I meet my professor and new friends as my first steps into the life outside my comfort zone. Throughout the day I get the first glimpse of what college is like, and, unlike my first impressions, I start to like it. I start to enjoy the days ahead of me: new friends, more free time, and, to my surprise, not as difficult as I thought college classes. The days rolled into weeks, the weeks rolled into months, and before I knew it Christmas break was at the door. By now I have gotten used to life away from home. With my feet in a firm foundation and bit of food throughout Christmas break, I’m ready to tackle the next three and half years of college. I encounter both highs and lows throughout those next few years, from sleeping in on test days to getting an A on that paper I dreaded for five months. One of the biggest highlights I have is a travel abroad trip to Alicante, Spain that I had always been dreaming about. During this trip, I try delicious seafood and earn my history credit in a whole new perspective all while getting the chance to practice my Spanish with natives. Upon my return to the States, I keep at my work in hopes to earn the biology degree. Time flies and it’s already graduation. What I thought would be a least a

Ever since I was young, I have dreamed of going to college. Both my parents met at Indiana University Bloomington, so, they’ve always been extremely enthusiastic about the whole college experience. I am embarrassingly similar to my parents, and that, I believe, is the reason I have been looking forward to going to college so desperately. I knew it would be totally different from high school, but I think that’s the best part to me. I love new places and meeting new people.

I’m one of the millions of American students whose first language is not English that had to overcome barriers to fit in. Twenty-two years ago, both of my parents crossed the border illegally in search of a better life leaving behind the growing poverty, crime, and violence. Neither of them finished high school, my mother dropped out of third grade and my father went up to the eighth grade. My parents didn’t drop out because they were dumb or lazy, they had to work to support their parents and siblings. Unlike others, my parents had to work the fields from sunrise to dawn with barely enough money to eat. Due to their educational experience, they didn’t want that for my sisters and I. One of the first educational experiences I remember is being enrolled in the head start program and my mom having to walk one mile and a half throughout the year’s extreme weather. In head start, I remember that I learned how to count to twenty, learned the alphabet in Spanish, and how to write my name ‘’Veronica’’. My mom decided that my sister and I had to learn Spanish first at school for us to properly communicate with them.

Throughout my time here at UW Green Bay, I have learned many things about my education and about myself. While I have learned that you can get a degree, and a job, by gliding your way through classes and applying no effort, I have acquired the belief that you get out of college what you put into it. I believe that if I apply myself and try to challenge myself I will be far more successful in my educational pursuits. Through this realization, I have learned the two most important lesson of all; fearing failure is a waste of energy, and anyone can make a difference in the world.

This semester has been filled with many different encounters and situations. Many different feelings and people. My experience in this first semester is likely one that I won’t forget, I will likely remember my first semester at Badley until the bell tolls for me and I leave this current plain of existence and begin anew. Throughout this paper I will discuss what I experienced, the problems I faced, and how I feel I improved because of this semester.

In life you will have to go through difficult challenges to become successful. Just as in life you have to fight through obstacles to become better at what you want to accomplish. You will have to be willing to take risks no matter what the situation consists of. My educational experience that took place during my senior year was very difficult for me to face, but I did not give up. I learned that the only way to fix a mistake is to learn from it and try again. Learning is what made me stronger and helped me make great accomplishments.

When looking back at my education in the past, I would say that I am happy with my overall experience. I do think that there was some areas that were more challenging than others, but this was a reflection of more than just educational factors. We consider all of the things that happen in our lives and pile them into different experiences. When thinking about specifically my educational experience, I feel accomplished and thankful for the kind of education and support I received a while in school. I am grateful to have only attended one school from Kindergarten to 12th grade, with the exception of having to switch buildings for 9th-12th grade. I am happy to say that the teachers in my past have played a big role in my reasoning for wanting to become a teacher. I remember sitting in a desk and thinking, “This is what I want to do when I get older” during my 4th grade Math class. I was lucky to attend a school that was small in quantity, but not quality. I knew all of my teachers, and future teachers from other grades. I felt lucky to go through school with peers from Grade K-12 and graduate with people I have spent my entire education with. I liked having tutoring resources when needed and feeling like I could help others in need as well. I felt like my school education was like family to me. I think it is important to be comfortable with the teachers and classmates in your school setting. It makes learning and overall class atmospheres less overwhelming and anxious in my opinion.

I am excited by the prospect of teaching outside the United States and believe that I have the experience, skills and disposition to be a great international teacher.