My First Day Of Class Essay

First Day of Class In the words of Harry Wong, “The first day of class is the most important day of the school year”. Since this day is so important I will have had to prepare a few things before the day actually starts. I will have assigned seats in my classroom before the day starts, and I will have written my bell work activity for the class before they arrive. Finally, I will have all the materials I need for that day within reach, so I am prepared for transitions. Class length – 8:40- 9:34

Walking into my first day of class, I expected nothing more than a boring lecture and simple assignments that would require little to no effort. I was under the impression that this class was only going to be a waste of my time (since I only enrolled in it to satisfy my minor), and I started the semester anticipating that my success in this course would be a cakewalk. Much to my surprise, I was introduced to a professor who displayed a passion for social work and a class full of peers who had a wide

When I went in to pick my classes for my first semester at college I was super excited. Then they told me there was a mandatory class that all incoming first time in college students had to take. I rolled my eyes and sighed as they described the class to me. I would have to participate in school events, and had to go to the support center, and do things that I thought were going to be the big waste of my time. On the first day of class, we learned about the different topics that we were going to

course would be about. First day walking into college with my blinders on. I was only focused on going in and getting out. The thought of earing my credits and having the semester over was something I wanted from the first day of class. Problem was I had so many doubting thoughts in my head about college like, am I really supposed to be here? Or is college for me? Can I even do this? And when we had that talk the second day in Student Success I knew that was a sign. With that on my mind I basically went

specifically focus on assessment, my week didn’t turn out quite like I had expected. However, I think that the craziness that I endured (and enjoyed) was a far more authentic to my future teaching job. On my first day of class, I did experience a rather “normal” day and stuck with my assigned teacher the whole day in order to get a feel for the literacy class that she taught six periods a day as well as the schedule I had assumed we would be sticking to all week. During this day, I did a lot of snooping

the first day of class when I first stepped foot into the classroom, I thought this class was going to be like every other class where we listen to the teacher preach and write down notes. That was not the case, the class turned out to be a wonderful experience. I have learned so much about myself and about the people around me. This was possible by attending the different seminars, participating in class discussions, sharing about my experiences, and learning about others cultures. The first event

What I Already Knew/What I Wanted to Know I held my breath as I scanned the syllabus on the first day of class. Then I heard my professor say “And in week thirteen you will present your research findings in your discussion sections”. Hearing this sent me into an automatic panic. Having to speak in class felt impossible to me. My flight or fight response was activated any time I anticipated the threat of speaking in class. I was sure to drop the class at any indication that I would have to talk, either

Over the past few weeks, I have had the opportunity to learn more about myself, and my leadership strengths and weaknesses. Prior to the first day of class, I was not sure what to expect, or what I would personally gain out of the Intermediate Leadership Experience. With that being said, this was an eye opening experience. I completed several module entries that have given me the opportunity to develop a plan to improve over the next 3 to 5 years. The modules covered, included Self-Development

On the first day of English class, I aspired that I was going to be a great writer. As Loren Eiseley says in her poem, “The Snout” “It began with a strangled gasping for air” (Eiseley). College English came at an unbelievable speed. The material I learned from high school didn’t match up to the information I was about to encounter. To me the class felt like a dream that I have to pass to move on into a better place. But, ever since the class, I have acquired knowledge and developed many new skills

Throughout my academic career I have always struggled with writing whether it is for the English class or any other liberal arts class. In my English classes, I have a tendency to deviate from the given task. This semester I took a FIQWS Composition class which helped me explore the unexplored areas of my academic writing. There were three main essays (literacy narrative, exploratory essay and critical researched analysis) and each improved my writing tremendously. On the first day of class, I was surprised