Personal Narrative: Hologram Interrogation

I’ve realized that the work in class and outside of class is both challenging and plentiful, especially in Biology111 and my DMA Maths. Its quite difference from high school, where maybe I’d have to turn in something once a week. I had free food and transportation which is something I’ve completely over looked all of these years and even with these useful objects I had, I really didn 't learn much. I know a bit about the holocaust, because it was taught each year in English class, but we did very minimal writing and of course we sometimes had journals but they weren 't grammatically correct. History was like we had to live the same day over and over again just to pass a weekly quiz. I had to scribble so many words on a piece of paper that it soon turned into art class. Actually a lot of my classes turned into art class and I got pretty good at drawing.

So when I first got there I had the idea that it was a mock trial. It was not until we start and they started going over the history of the Texas Supreme Court and how they are able to travel thought the state did I realize that the court cases were real. Which, I am glad that they were real cases because that would have been boring if they were mock. So once I got that all right in my head I started to focus on the cases the first one was at some point difficult to follow to quote my friend who’s in high school “I don’t get why everybody is so mad about so ranch there is plenty of it at Walmart at leas that’s what that one dude said”. Now, my friends, he is the class clown, so I knew it was a joke but he did ask me “for real why did he keep

Like everyone else, I was very nervous for my first simulation experience mostly because I wasn’t sure what to expect. Before the simulation started my partner agreed he would focus on administering medications and that I would focus on doing the assessment and helping with whatever else the patient needed at that time. After talking to the patient for a little, we discovered that he was having difficulty breathing. What we did first was elevated the head of the bed. He said he was still having trouble, so I ensured his nasal cannula was working properly and asked him to do some deep breathing exercises with me. That still wasn’t helping so I knew that albuterol, a fast-acting bronchodilator, would need to be administered before any other med.

I took every art class possible at school, then by the time senior year came I already took all the classes so I took three independent studies and spent about three hours a day in the art room with the only teacher whom I actually liked, and it was heaven creating anything I wanted from a ceramic flamingo to a plastered seahorse made from pumpkin gourds. Spending time in that art class was the only thing that got me through the day and made math and science classes go by faster knowing I had something to look forward to. I am so excited to start the ascend of my future by coming to BGSU, but it is a little overwhelming to know that my future career path will be judged by how I spend the next four years of my life, however there are many goals and accomplishments that I want to accomplish before I hear the name Anthony Joseph Sansalone being called from the loudspeakers of the graduating class of 2022 at

When entering the planetarium to experience this presentation the attendee was seated in a very comfortable, reclining chair that made viewing the domed ceiling of the planetarium very easy. When the presentation began the professor introduced himself and explained what the audience would be seeing and learning about. The lights were dimmed and the room became dark. The presenter then began the program by explaining and projecting what one sees when observing the sky at various times during the day. As the program progressed, stars began to appear on the ceiling of the planetarium. The professor then pointed out and spoke about the various constellations (groups of stars) in the night sky. Once this portion of the presentation was complete, the professor explained that the audience would be seeing a film about the history of the telescope and how two small pieces of glass changed the way scientists and the general public view the stars and the solar system. Following the film, attendees were asked if they had any

My older brother used to tell me about all the fun simulations that he got to do when he was in challenge. I was very envious because I had never done a simulation. So, when my 3rd grade teacher announced that our class was going to take part in a simulation, I was very excited. We had started learning about how in the olden days, native Americans didn’t use dollar bills to pay for things. They traded things like food, weapons, and clothing for things they needed.

On July 14, 2016 I was sitting in my car with my parents on the long three hour fifty minute drive to Morgantown. I was nervous and excited for the experience I was about to have. Would I fit in? Would I make any friends? But I wouldn’t find out until I got there and met the other chosen attendees. And as we slowly made our way down the road I drifted off to sleep.

I was just sitting there, in a dark room, not knowing what to do. Consequently, I frequently felt like a failure. Made me petrified, frightened, terrified that I was not approaching to be able to escape, and that I’d just be a homeless man. Because I believed that I could never find happiness, nor ever have found passion in anything. This consequently made me begin to envision that I was going to become a failure. I have always had the belief that art and graphic design were the attributes that I was passionate about, only to turn out that it was not as effortless as I once thought. Me being an ignorant person, I did not take into consideration that it is an extremely competitive field to be in. I just didn’t have the knowledge about what to do at this point. However, little did I realize, the fad that I had the utmost passion for were right in my ears: music.

The group that I worked with had a lot of fun hunting together. I worked with Angelique, Harrison, and Maria. The most difficult part for my group and I was trying to find times where we could all get together, but we were able to do it and get it done!

Dean and I stroll through the corridors visiting with each other and him generally showing me around the school and telling me where every one of my classes will be at. “ Yeah looks like we have the same class together. We should go ahead and over that way” Dean leads the pack and we wind up in a room that looks entirely like the past one, aside from this room is loaded posters dealing with the brain or other subjects such as how to defeat depression. The holo board showed Psychology: Brain-Wavelength Phenomenon. The teacher's name was Professor Killigrew, she was there before any of the other students it seemed and on time, unlike Professor Tyre, Golden bunched up hair slightly reveals a lean time-worn face that contains wide gray eyes. She was a fair skinned woman that showed she did was indeed a professor that spent many hours most likely in her study.

But we didn’t stop there, half way through September we emerged on a new project where we had the opportunity to choose different topics that interested us and we were then assigned a partner based on who had picked the same topic. In this exercise, I discovered the relevance of bite-marks in an investigation. Astonishingly, teeth can tell so much more than we think. While researching I found out that our teeth couldn’t only determine an estimate of an individual's age, but that they can also identify which social class you come from. Interesting right? Now sitting in a class can be boring at times, but thankfully this didn’t happen this year. Since the begging of this class a series of special speakers have been asked to come and speak about their careers and what they are actually like. This has honestly been one of the best parts of this class because thanks to these experiences I now know that what I believed to be true is actually a just a fib that I had believed to be

They say time flies when you’re having fun, I guess that’s true….I was too busy messing around with my friends and slacking on my work, I didn’t realize that it was already time to start a new term. As I look back at my last term, I had some successes but I start to wish that I never slacked and messed around with my friends and actually did my work. Because if I did what I was supposed to do I would’ve been able to understand more of my work and get a lot more stuff done. This semester I plan to be more successful.

Sophomore year of marching came. This year was a surprise for everyone. With our show being named ‘Masterminder.’ The band members marching were under control by the color guard soloist; the puppeteer. This show was pretty exciting, too. The judges also thought that. We made it past regionals AND semi-state. What? Yeah, we all thought the same thing. We had made it. We had FINALLY made it after so many years of just trying to get past regionals for once. It was a bitter-sweet feeling waiting for placement awards at Lucas Oil Stadium. The instructors went around to each band student one by one. The congratulated us on an amazing season. I started tearing up, but that isn’t surprising. As we marched our way out of Lucas Oil Stadium that night, I knew that this was only the beginning of a new generation for the Marching Marksmen.

Once again, this practical choice affects our overall view of the finished film: this is a modern classroom, with large windows that open out onto the world. The messages of the classroom that the film sends to us – the classroom as a luminous space, the classroom as a space that both interacts with and protects from the wider world, are determined by practical, technical considerations that ultimately effect our entire reading of the meaning of the film.

My third visit to Mrs. Casanova’s class has thus far been my most productive, in terms of applying something I have learned both from this class and UCF in general. With the end of the middle of the second nine weeks rapidly approaching so too are classroom summative assignments. During my visit on the twentieth I was able to both see the test creation process in a PLC and participate in the creation of some questions. Two of the three teacher I have been able to spend time with in the classroom, the first being in internship and the second, Mrs. Casanova with service learning. Both teachers employ direct instruction as their primary means of conveying information, with Mrs. Casanova using it more than the honors and AP teachers. However, within the PLC the test questions were being created for all classes, rather than having separate questions for AP, honors, and regular classes, with the only difference being the written response questions being more challenging in upper classes. Due to this, content evidence was very important, especially for the upper classes, as they technically would be getting the same test as a regular. Beyond this however, the instruction leading up to the test also had to be evaluated as the questions were made with AP in mind. According to the book, content evidence connects to state standards and what the students need to know based off this, which should be reflected within the instruction (pg. 396).