Personal Narrative: A Well-Known Nursery

Little by little, children finish their meals and get ready for naptime. The children dump the remainder of their milk in the same sink where they wash their hands. Slowly children go lie down on their own. One of the TSS’s turns off the lights on that side of the room. Kayla puts on a rest time cd and goes to start cleaning up the kitchen. I ask what kind of music is playing but Kayla is not sure. Alyssa gets blankets for any children who need them. Kayla tells her the children only get their blanket if they are settled down. Seeing the children start to fall asleep I get ready to leave. Saying goodbye to Kayla and Alyssa, thanking them for their time.

In August of 2008, I went to Eureka Community Nursery School. The very first day of school for me, now it would be as easy as counting to three.

Maybe I was too little, or maybe I was too short, but either way I did not make the jump. In the second grade I was your average eight year old, who always wore her hair in ponytails, and enjoyed playing tag at recess. One day I saw the fifth graders on the monkey bars at recess doing something I had never seen before, they were jumping to the fourth bar. I waited untill Kids Inc. that day to try the jump, but it was no use I was acting like a scared baby.

Anais brought her daughter, Ana, to the Houston newborn photography studio today. These two had one of my favorite sessions between parent and child. They were so connected and playful. They were like best friends who love each other's company.

I’m back!!!!! It’s me, Izzy, coco’s favored grandchild, for obvious reasons. Well, enough of that, let’s get on to the good stuff. Today coco had the pleasure of having me and my older sister, Jules, over because my mom, dad, and oldest sister, Maddy, were at work. As you all know, I love breakfast. So, coco baked up Dutch Babies; my all time favorite, and as always they were…AMAZING! This time, coco used a smaller pan than usual to bake, which made the Dutch Babies rise to great heights while baking, and for some time out of the oven before falling into the crust position. In conclusion, the Dutch Babies were creamy and lemony to the perfect point, which made the smell dreamy in a way that no one could ever pass up, even if it were

Let me tell you, leaving a baby gate open when there is a toddler in the house is not a good idea. Somehow, someway, a toddler falling down stairs can turn out good in the long run. I know that makes like zero sense but, it will all come together.

It was a cool summer morning when my dad, Alfonso, and I were driving out to Marion, ND listening to my favorite Aerosmith CD. It was a quaint little town overshadowed by the looming grain elevator and bins in the center of town. My dad is a sub-contractor which means companies contract him to do jobs for their clients. For this job we would be atop a one hundred and twenty foot tower with no harnesses. When I found that out i was definitely a little worried.I was only fourteen and didn’t have too much experience high heights. However, I was with my father so I knew nothing would go wrong.

As I approach the house, looking out the bay window is Baby Girl E, she has that look in her eyes of “who is this?” I smile and wave to her, I can tell she has her mind connecting me to a different place and it is not her home. Mommy J answers the door and says to Baby Girl E. “Look who is here, Miss Annette!” Baby Girl E is being shy. Mommy J and I catch up with everything and start the interview as Baby Girl E is reacquainting herself with me.

I wake up in the morning to go out hunting. After grabbing a washcloth I go into the bathroom and wash my face with warm water. The warmth of the water warms my body and I am wide awake. I go down the hall into the room where my family keeps our hunting clothes. The room has a coolness to it. After putting my clothes on I grab my gun and head out the door. It is the crisp cool morning of November 5th. Driving to the meadow to go to my stand I saw nothing. I get out of the truck tell my dad good luck and I start walking on the side of the woods. Hearing the frost crack and crunch as I am walking. Entering the woods the sound of leaves rustling under my feet. I reach my stand, hook my rifle to the tow string and climb up the stand. The freezing

This may seem fake, but i promise you this isn't a myth, i know why, because it happened to me. It was my turn for carpool so my mom and I picked up my friends Ally,Victoria, And Eliza. We put all of our saddles, helmets, and gear in the back of the car and headed to the stables.

From as far as I can remember I kept to myself as a child and most of my interactions with other children my age were negative. Growing up, I had a speech impairment and most of the kids my age didn’t have the patience to attempt to understand me. My family was very supportive of my issues and didn’t seem to mind it, but once in a while advice of words of wisdom from my family weren’t always pleasant. My scale from one to ten on verbal abuse from family members go from one being my grandmother who was kind and accepting to ten being my sister who made me feel horrible.

This is the last component of “Intake” in the early intervention experience. Although this might take some time in setting up, this step is an optional activity for families to complete. This step provides the family with the opportunity of telling their child’s story and everything that is happened up to this point in time. The coordinator should make sure the family feels comfortable with telling their story. According to McWilliam (2010), “…early interventionists need to remember one rule at all times: acknowledge feelings first, deal with facts second” (p. 24). This means that the coordinator should focus on how the family feels first before stating facts about the problem. For example, if the mother is describing her child’s story, the coordinator should offer support and acknowledge whatever she is feeling during this time. By asking her what she feels, a more comfortable relationship is developed them. Dealing with facts afterwards is important because in some situations the coordinator cannot automatically assume what is going on,

In the beginning of this educational journey I thought I knew a lot about Child development. Factor man is that there is a lot about child development that I did not no. Most of the few youth theorists Word known to me and I study some of them however most of what I have read I have forgot. I’ve always Love Learning, so I find the journals and discussions extremely interesting. Some other things about child development I knew but did not know the technical terms for them. For example, I understood that kids learn at different rates but I didn’t have a a good understanding on how the brain develops. Brain development is an element that I overlooked. My perspective and understanding of child development has evolved because I always knew or

Ambient conditions - Using warm colours, having 14-foot ceilings and natural lighting with over emphasized windows in patient rooms, playing soothing music in the background creates a positive hospital experience for patients and visitors. Research shows that babies improve and develop much more quickly with this layout design (Heizer and Render

I've only recently begun to think about just how fortunate I am to have grown up in Dalton, Massachusetts. My spacious, comfortable home is in the middle of the Berkshire Hills. I am accustomed to a world of stunning beauty, economic prosperity, and friendly neighbors. Children learn and play in safety and security. Doors are rarely locked. Streets, schools, and playgrounds are well maintained. I never think twice about taking a walk through the neighborhood, even at night. Strangers greet me with a smile and a friendly “hello.” These are things I've always taken for granted, and a week long trip changed all that.