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My Experience Of Learning

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I remember a time when I was a student who found learning exhilarating and enjoyed developing my mind. I loved learning because of teachers like Mr. T who made learning thrilling. This story goes all the way back to second grade when I was just a little kid full of intent to go to school. He always encouraged us to think creatively and he worked hard to make us want to participate. Mr. T would have story times where we would all gather around the carpet as we would sit anxiously waiting to hear of the day’s adventure. The stories would be interactive and he would pick out of a jar who would be the contestants as the story would warp into something including us. This creative way to involve us, drew us into the story with a passion to learn along the way. All of us yearned for the stories to go on forever, were sadly disappointed when the carpet time was over, however we anxiously awaited the next day to join around the same carpet again. There was a morning with a brisk air circulating about as we traveled to school and trudged into class: little did I know it would be my day to take part in the adventurous stories with Mr. T. As we gathered around the carpet we began to stir with a little excitement wondering where about the world our teacher’s adventures would take us to today. As we took our seats Mr. T began to take a big inhale and he said “Are you ready to go beyond our world into the similar life of different creatures”. The class responded in a synchronized and cheery “Yes! We are ready”. Mr. T sat down and picked up his hexagonal jar prestigiously; my heart skipped a beat as he pulled my name out of the jar and I lit up with joy inside and out. As story time began. Mr. T soon had all of our attention as we became enthralled by where our imagination took us through his words. Prior to story time tensions were high as the second grade arguments of simplistic disagreements were brewing. This story time would tie into our classroom and begin to alleviate our irritation among each other. It would shed light among our minds and make us reevaluate how we treat each other. As I leapt into the story I took the role of “Bony Bear” and it quickly became known that I was an outcast among the other bear cubs.

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