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. During my last four years at Montclair High, I have always been the kind of student who would always turn in completed work on time. I have always passed my classes with good grades and stayed
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
INTRODUCTION:When I was fourteen years old, my family and I, traveled to Guatemala as a part of a Common Hope Mission team. For a week I was exposed to extreme poverty, hunger and a culture so different than my own. Through various activities I came to realize just how fortunate I was back at home and how much I took things for granted and became disgusted with how I had been living seeing these people and how they lived. This was an experience that I will never forget, but will never get again because
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
My overall experience from Pre- K to high school was good. Although experience with school did not start off on a good foot. I hated school as a child. Anytime my mom would drop me off to school, I would cry for an hour. In fact, I did not stop crying when my mom would leave me at school until I reached the second grade. School always made me feel anxious, no matter how many friends I made nor how many teachers I liked. Although the anxiety has not gone away, I have learned how to deal with it.
Today I had attended my first class of the Summer 2017 semester. I enrolled into the course EDUC 252 for multiple reasons. One reason for taking this course was that it is a requirement for the Bachelor of General Studies (BGS), an undergraduate degree program at Simon Fraser University (SFU), and this course fit perfectly into my busy schedule this current semester. Another reason for my enrolment into the course EDUC 252 was my pursuit of becoming a teacher. I believe this course will help me as
My educational path has been filled with up and downs, it seems like it’s been a long journey with no end in sight. Like most people, I have been in school the average twelve years and have taken the further step in attending college. It is no surprise that I have had the typical school experience. However, there are always parts of someone’s life that aren’t just black and white. The unique obstacles that I have endured make me who I am today. A large portion of life experience can be credited
My Thrilling Educational Experience Excitement, thrill, apprehension and all those human emotions were governing me as they do to every other individual who enters an unknown environment. The smell of air had changed and it consistently reminded me of these emotions. Now, there I was in this great city all alone, having moved from Nepal to the United States trying to get a quality education. The new education system stunned me. How can things be so different? How come I don’t even have to yell
interviews, tell me about your educational experiences in school. Mrs. Chambers’ responded: I attended College Station, Texas public schools. My elementary school years were challenging. I remember in first and second grade I struggled in reading. My mother was a single parent who worked at night but she always made sure I completed my homework and read every night. It seemed as if I just couldn’t catch up with my peers even in a small group setting. I always felt like my teachers didn’t push me
describing your purpose for being in college, your educational experience, motivation and attitudes toward learning, your strengths, weaknesses, and academic/career goals. I walk into the house close to around eight- thirty pm, it’s pitch black inside my house. Still standing in front of the doorway I call out to see if anyones home. A glowing orange light appears bouncing of the hallway walls and barely brightening up my field of view. It was my mother, she was crying; I asked her why she had