My Senior Year At Antelope Valley Community College

My eighth grade year of Middle school. I had many challenges, with making friends and subjects. But one challenge was mathematics.I knew my eighth grade year was most important when it came transferring into my high school years, yet I didn’t do anything to raise my grade in mathematics at that time. It wasn’t until two I had a very low grade in mathematics on my report card at that I realized I needed to do something about my low grade. So after that report in math, I really was determined to really bring that F up to at least a B or A. So I remember I started to go to after school tutoring to get help with my math subject. They placed me with a teacher named Ms.Alice. And she really helped me with my subject.

When junior year ended last summer, I felt like I knew exactly what was coming my way-- after all, I watched three different groups of my friends go through senior years of their own. It was finally my turn to experience senior year, something it seemed I had known about for years, and I felt like senior year would be easygoing and uneventful. Now, it has taken just a few short months to realize how incorrect I was. If senior year has taught me anything, it is that one never really knows what comes next for them, even if they have a good idea. The monumental highs, as well as the deepest of lows, have kept me on my toes throughout my senior year.

I chose to do this for the same reason others majoring in psychology do: we have a yearning to help and provide love and comfort to people. Our motives for doing this may come from different places but our goals are all relatively the same. We just want assist people. With the education I achieve, I want to be able to guide people from all walks of life through difficult times. I want to be able to help them get their life back together again and continue living instead of getting stuck in the past, or constantly worrying about the inevitable. My ultimate dream would be to get into a good grad school after finishing my undergraduate. Whether I choose to aim for a masters or a doctorate is still to be

For my last semester of observing before student teaching, I was placed at Mink Shoals in a fifth grade class. I was placed with Miss Whitten. She is an amazing teacher who has taught me many valuable lessons. Miss Whitten has been at a variety of schools and classrooms so your management techniques and basic skills were great. I spent about one-hundred hours in her classroom. I got to know her, and all of her students very well. Being at Mink Shoals was the first time I had the opportunity to work with hearing impaired students. In her classroom, she had two students with hearing issues. I only got the opportunity to work with them during math, but I was able to learn how to communicate and teach them to the best of my ability. In her classroom, she also had a few students below grade level in a variety of subjects. She taught me how to work with these students. We were able to work with these students one-on-one because we did a lot of group work. She would always be sure to put the students below grade level together so I or she could work with them to help them improve their skills.

Senior year, a time when all students begin to reflect on their lives as well as the their yearns with their hopes and dreams. Jose vargas a senior at Theodore Roosevelt High School has traversed the rocky road that is high school. He has an interest in science and wants to find a career in the medical field as a doctor or as a forensic investigator working to solve crime. Jose vargas has an interest in cooking and enjoys working out as the feeling of increasing his strength is something that he enjoys to do. The student would like too go to college to and be the first to do so in his family. He also shows an interest in working with companies and working with sales in trying to improve companies and helping them get sales. I am vurrently

May came around at long last. So did the end of my second semester of college at Florida Atlantic University. Not only did I survive my freshman year, I thrived, passing eight of my nine joint courses with A’s and getting A-minus on the other one. Just like “Neon” Leon shocked the departed Muhammad Ali in 1978, I defied my own expectations and those of a few among my closest friends and family. Did I soon spend the next few months indulging in summer merriment at the beach, getting my tan on while thirteen-year-old boys fawned over pictures of Selena Gomez? Nope. I took summer classes to keep my mind sharp and knock out a few of the requirements towards a degree which I’d earn three years later. One such class = a six-week crash course in public speaking. Everything went well until I got an assignment to create, practice, and deliver a three-to-five-minute speech involving someone who stood out. The possibilities overwhelmed me until I recalled someone with an outstanding life, hit him up on my cell, and talked to him in person one hot Saturday afternoon.

In 2011 I came to the Richard Stockton College of New Jersey, and four years later was a member of the first graduating class Stockton University in 2015. During those four years as an undergraduate student, I enrolled in a number of classes and interacted with an immeasurable amount of students, none of which I could tell you the name of, nor any of the professors that I have interacted with ever again. This had been the format for my education to which I had become accustomed to.

Towards the end of my senior year of high school, I was preparing for the next chapter of my life. I would be attending UC Davis in the summer for a four weeklong orientation program, specifically for first generation college students. This was the first time I would be leaving home by myself to a different country and it was the first time in over eight years that I would be exposed to the American culture. I did not have any roots in any American city nor did I have a so-called “home state.” However, if there was one thing for sure, it was that Germany was my home and it has been for the majority of my life. In this paper, I will be discussing how the following topics in sociology: culture, socialization, and identity are related to my move from Germany to California as well as how I felt during the entire situation.

This is my first semester at Mesa College. I am currently a Political Science major. The term that would best describe my current situation would be “non-traditional” student. I graduated from high school in 2006. Since then I have gotten married, travelled the world, and had two children. While in high school I excelled and took part in many academic extra-curricular activities. In the past ten years I have accumulated work and life experience. Most recently I was able to work as a legal assistant for an immigration firm. Being bilingual was beneficial, as was my interest in law in general. I plan on attending law school in the future which made the job appealing. Although I deferred college for this long it has always been my

When going into my second semester of senior year knowing I had enrolled to take Freshman Composition, I was nervous. However, despite all the negative feedback I had received, I challenged myself to do my best and try my hardest to never give up or slack off. That was unsurprisingly a challenge for me, but with a little motivation of getting the class out of the way this year instead of having to take it next year got me through the semester.

Throughout my first year at Bowling Green State University and being in the Education program, I have heard the term “unions” a lot. Within the course that I’m currently in, Intro to Education 2010, we covered information about teacher unions, but not to the extent that I would like. My question is what are the benefits of teacher unions and after I get my degree in middle childhood education should I join one?

It was in Week 2 of the Semester that significant change occurred. During this week, the number of students enrolled in Stile doubled. This was due, in part, to the migration of Year 9 work units but around 25% of Year 10 students were also enrolled. The total number of students enrolled at the end of the second week of the Semester represented almost 50% of the student cohort. This growth continued across all of Term 3, and by the beginning of Term 4 the total enrolment for Stile was 796, a little over 75% of the student cohort.

While working full time, I also enrolled in a community college on a part time

When I started Unity High School I had a certain idea that I was not going to like the school but overall its a great school. My thought on how high school was going to be like was crowded people having a lot of school pride. How i thought to get through my first year in Unity High School was by doing all of my work being kind to others participating in class and following the classroom rules. I still do these thing because i think that they are great to start the school year with potential and not being a bad student. How i would complete my work in the beginning of the school is that when we had an assignment that was due next week i would do it that same day that they gave it to us because i thought that the teachers was going to check the

My experience when deciding and attending my undergrad years in the out of state college, Howard University. About three to four years ago at the beginning of my senior year in high school, I started searching for universities to apply towards. At the beginning of my search, I was only looking for in state colleges that were three to five hours away from my residence, like Florida State University and University of Central Florida. My reasoning for these choices was because they were convenient, comfortable, and cheap. I wanted my college experience to be greatly similar to my high school years. Honestly, my high school years were some of the most memorable aspects of my life. I enjoyed my academic classes, the hard work creating, drawing, and painting in fine arts, and the days were me and my friends stayed after school to participate in poetry readings.