My Observations At Rose Rock School Commenced

I remember the first day I walked into my kindergarten class, I clenched my mother’s hand with all my might to prevent her from letting go. The kids around me, whom I supposed were my classmates, had long let go of their mother’s had and were playing together, and even as a five year old, at that point I felt like an outsider. I pleaded my mom to not leave but my attempts failed as I found myself alone yet surrounded by complete strangers. As I stood in the center of the room while pushing back my tears and eyeing my mother make her way out the door, I heard the teacher call my name. I timidly walked towards the spot on the yellow carpet she was signaling at for me to sit on. I heard Mrs. Ross’s soothing voice but no matter how much I concentrated

My father dropped me off to school, and as I entered, I witnessed large groups of students walking into a specific building, so I presumed that, it was where students get to know their schedule for their classes, but my anxiety filled conscience told me to make sure that my assumptions were true.

Context: For my project my will observe my friends child Leah, Leah is three years old and four months. I went to her home to observe her. Leah lives at home with her mom, dad and two older sisters. Her sisters are nine and six years old. When I arrived at the house Leah was sitting on the couch watching Wonder Pets, her favorite show. Only Leah and her mom were home at this time, her sisters were still in school and the dad was at work. I have been to the house many times before and Leah is very comfortable around me. My

At 1:00 p.m. I entered into Evoline C. West Elementary school on Thursday, July 12 2012 for an interview with Mrs. Yolanda Lawrence. As I entered the classroom, I was greeted by Mrs. Lawrence, the head teacher in this classroom. Mrs. Lawrence has no assistant at this present because of it being in the summer. After I entered into the classroom, the entire class welcomed me with “hello Ms. Flournoy”. It made my day to see all of those smiley faces greeting me. This was a 2nd grade classroom which consisted of 17 students of which 8 were girls and 9 were boys. This interview and observation was a total of 2

I also realized that I needed to read more into classroom management. I noticed the teacher had withitness since she could conduct a reading group while watching and listening to the other 5 stations of students scattered across the room. She was able to read the book out loud to the class while noticing the students’ behavior such as a child who had put a rock in her mouth. The teacher calmly stopped reading and told the girl to spit the rock out and throw it away while exclaiming that rocks are not intended for our mouths or eating. Then she began to read again. I did not even see the rock from where I was

Waverly-Shell Rock Middle School offers a variety of extracurricular and co-curricular activities within the school for students enrolled in Career and Technical Education. W-SR Middle School started offering FCCLA to their students a few years ago and new to the building this year, students will have the chance to join FFA. Both FCCLA and FFA will have their meetings take place during the school day. Other extracurricular activities offered to Career and Technical Education students are Giant Piggy Bank, Smoothie Cart, and Go-Hawk Graphics.

I glanced up at the clock. It was 12:18. Mrs. Ewert exclaimed, “One or two problems guys.” My heart sunk to my toe. I had langage arts next. Mrs. Berntson was coming back to school after her son went missing. My friends say that she is seeking revenge and locking up kids. I tried not to think about it and did a math problem, I knew they were exaggerating. The bell rang and Mrs. Ewert excused the class. I slowly walked down the crowded hallway. I turned the corner and could see her crusty, burnt door. Now I could believe my friends, Mrs. Berntson has gone crazy! I looked across the hallway and could see my friend, Will. You could tell by his face that he was scared to go in.

English’s classroom was right beside the stairs and she was extremely strict in every way, but especially about being quiet as we traveled the stairways and hallways of the school building. My friends and I were about halfway up the stairs when two boys burst through the top doors and pounded down the stairs as they talked loudly to each other. We stopped, our mouths gaped open, watching them descend the stairs and exit the bottom doors to the outside. Just at that moment Mrs. English entered the stairwell. She was extremely upset about the noise and disruption to her class. She saw us girls making our way upstairs and pointed at us saying, “You there, into my classroom at once!”. You see, Mrs. English’s punishment for making noise in the stairwell was to sit on the floor in the back of her classroom through the entire recess period. I was devastated. My friends and I were not the guilty party. Couldn’t she we were innocent? Didn’t she know my friends and I weren’t rule-breakers? In fact, we were all 3 hall monitors and, when on duty, helped to keep the rowdier kids from being noisy and running in the halls. She didn’t even ask if we were being noisy, or if any other kids had come through the stairwell. She was just angry at being disrupted and looking for someone to blame. We were her victims, the ones made to pay for misbehavior of two boys who seemed to be oblivious to any rules or to Mrs. English consequences for

I gather up my books and pencils and walked out of the classroom. My best friend Sally was about to cry. So we had our little best friend moment. “be safe” she said taking her seat in the back of the classroom. I looked into her heartbroken eyes I felt like I was about to cry “I will, I promise”. i said walking out of the classroom and down the hallway and on my way to the office. I then heard two familiar voices. “does she have to go there are more than just one black student at this school other than just her” a lady’s voice said. “yes, she does don’t worry she will be in great care-” i could tell that was Ms. Clinn voice until she got interrupted by a grown men. “ how do you know that?” he yelled making me jump.”because she will be living with Melba Pattilo Beals and her family until you guys are ready to move down there yourselfs.” Ms. Cinn said i’ll be living with melba? I’LL BE LIVING WITH MEBLA I thought in my head over and over and over again. “were not moving anywhere” a man’s voice said. “i’m sorry sir but if not then Arianna will have to move on her own” Ms. Clinn said those words made my heart stop. “ And either is my daughter” A woman said, wait that’s my mom and dad. “mom and dad?” I questioned walking coming face to face with my mom and dad, Ms. clinn, the school board and none other than Mr.

I showed her the Jigsaw puzzle. I printed for the children and some of the ideas I had for using house hold items for activities. Things such as cup stacking, the children could work as a team to make a pyramid. The would use 10 cups, a rubber band and string. I told her she has to take the time to find things her children can do or learn to do. I am here to make suggestion not to do all of the leg work. For 2-year-old Lucas I get her a bonding printout for parents and toddler. It listed nine ways to bond with toddlers. All of them involved her being proactive and spending with him. She things that means cut everyone else off, but explained that if she finds something for the other children to do. She can be with “just Lucas”, without isolating her from the other children. If she calls for reading or craft time. She will foster a bond with all of her children at the same. Pete dropped Drew and Benjamin off. Miss Orbach told them to hang up their wet clothes and to take a shower. Miss Orbach asked if I could leave early, because she was tries and it was hot. I told her I had to call the office and get it approved. She was upset when she was told,

I observed Lou for about twenty minutes on Monday, March 13th, 2017 and about forty-five minutes on Thursday March 16th, 2017. On Monday, Lou was involved in a lot of different activities with her classmates because it was play time. When I first walked into the classroom she was playing with the dollhouse with two other classmates. As I was sitting at the table with Sam to find out what she was making Lou told me about the new student they have in the classroom, her name, and how she is unable to speak English, but can understand it. After Lou told me about the new student she started playing cars with her. On Thursday, I came to observe Lou and Sam play the math game and complete the math worksheets I brought with me. Before they could participate in the activities I brought they had to

Although coach may call it a tall tale that lives in the children’s imagination, there still lives a side to the story that haunts the school ever so often the spirit chooses. According to the first principle of Liberty Elementary, whose name died off with replacement, one night she returned to the school after hours to pick up a report. Choosing to only turn on a few lights, she spotted a mysterious figure in the shadows that cloaked the visible light, entering the Woman’s staff restroom. From a distance, it was dull, but surly a person. Too terrified to inspect, she evacuated the building, locked up the school, and headed home.

As we turned the corner of 1700 W. Thompson street I see many kids outside on the wall. My mom stopped the car in front of the main entrance and said “ see you later”. Since this year was my first year of Gesu I didn't know where to go. I was just standing there watching the pre-k and kindergarten classes go into the door. Finally I see my cousin in a line and went her direction. She told me to get in line behind her cause I was in her class. We went up stairs and met our teacher . Everything got situated so our teacher asks us to pull out our reading books and a pen to copy what's on the board. It was a prayer. I began writing then she said “ Cursive!!! Write in Cursive!”. I'm just thinking to myself about how I can't write in cursive so I just write in print.

Minnie : I will tell a story about ghosts in school which each school would have a ghosts story, right?. I don't have met myself but this story had widespread. The last decade, A classroom on the top floor and in the end every morning the housekeeper opened the classroom door at 5 am. One day she will open the door she heard children talking in a room that she open onto a room, but did not perceive anything then she get out a room. She vision through the window and saw the child emerge on the table that she was shocking because a child attribute was headless! Housekeeper went to tell the teacher who administer for the classroom. The next day, student and teacher of the room go to the temple to make merit then never see the child again. This room is the room I was a

In a little town, not far from here, there was an old school. In its prime, this school was one of the highest educated schools in the country. But now, it's a home for lost souls and disgusting creatures. Although the owner of this school has long passed away, the new owners heeded his warning on a letter that read, "THOSE WHO CHERISH THERE LIFE, SHOULD NOT COME INTO THIS FORSAKEN PLACE." But the foolish people did not listen. They entered the school and explored a bit, they went from the East Wing all the way to the West Wing and nothing occurred. So, they figured that the previous owner was crazy. Later on, supernatural things were occurring, green-lime lights, cemetery fog, ghostly sounds. As they neared the basement door, they hear a horrible