Personal Narrative : My Wonderful Class

The teacher introduced me to her students. Then she stepped back and gave me her classroom’s center stage. “Wow!” “Now that was something.”

The students work on assigned classwork on the IPad. Bobby begins singing. Ms. Fizzle approaches Bobby to help him with the assignment. Ms. Frizzle walks away. Bobby stands up, and the teacher aide approaches and asks Bobby to have a seat he sits down and starts mumbling under his breath. Bobby begins staring around the classroom. Bobby looks at the IPad (class assignment) puts it away and walks to the back of the classroom and stands behind one of his classmate seats mumbling and singing to himself. Teacher Aide addresses Bobby behavior and asks him to return to the front of the class. His classmates begin snickering.

I have very little confidence in singing and performing in front of people, so when I tried out for the talent show at Blue Lake Fine Arts Camp, I legitimately

I walked up to the red line and positioned my left leg behind my right. I coughed as loudly as I could to get everyone’s attention. Slowly, people started to stop talking and stared at me with curiosity. I paced back and forth trying to decide which teacher I was going to pie in the face.

Today was my first meeting with my tutee, Raul Campos, a freshman at Dixon Middle School. I met him during his third period class, a ELD class, but I didn't get a chance to sit down and talk with him until his fifth period English class. He was doing a Powerpoint presentation on Vincent van Gogh during his ELD class, and he was nervous about presenting because he doesn't know English that well. His teacher helped him out and asked him to repeat whatever he read on the presentation. That way, Raul looks at the words and gets and idea of what the words sound like. I had learned from one of my coworkers that Raul had come from Mexico about the year ago, so he was fairly new to the language. During fifth period, I had asked his teacher if I can work with a Raul and she was okay with it.

In this class, I have learned many new skills to improve my writing, and I have also learned new grammar rules. In regards to my writing, I have learned the importance of freewriting when beginning to write a paper. Additionally, I now know to allow ample time for revising and editing because I can look at my work critically for mistakes and make necessary changes. Furthermore, I have learned about grammar rules such as pronoun-antecedent agreement. This rule is something that I know subconsciously, but being made aware of it has allowed me to find mistakes I make more often.

What well in your classes? What did you need to do differently? What is your plan for success this semester? In this class, what will you need to do to be successful?

I have learned a lot in just 16 short weeks. I have learned how to organize my thoughts on paper, even when I have a fear of a writing assignment. I learned about pre-writing, outlining, rough draft, and finals. In each of these steps, I have learned to depend on each of them. They also help me find out what I need to do next. I always try to reflect on what I have written, even if it may be terrible. I use every bit of information I have to make sure I keep my thoughts in order. My strengths have increased as a writer. I love to write, and I know what to write about when given a topic. I feel strongly capable of writing more assignments, and essays in the future, especially in my Composition 2 class next semester. Having 2 English classes this semester really helped me with being able to

After class James talked to his friends, “Hey man that was hilarious what the teacher said in class” Says William the starting quarterback. “Ya man did you hear how sarcastic that was it was sad she burned you” Says Kale the starting wide receiver. “Ya I don’t know why she doesn’t like me” Says James. “She never has because you took her son’s position at running back” says William. “That is why but still it’s like I meant to anyways I didn’t even want to be running back, I’m happy I am now but I didn’t want to then” Says James. “Hey man we gotta get to class” says James Ya we do last, class of the day you always got to be in time for” says Kale.

I received my semiofficial eleventh/twelfth grade schedule and attended my classes as normal. I had to do double the work unlike the other students. I had to take English III and English IV, Chemistry and Physics, Algebra 2 and Advance Math, and lastly American History a total of seven core classes. But then remember I couldn’t take that World History until the summer. So having all those classes, at first I was a tad overwhelmed but I got over it, I saw it as a challenge. When teachers seen I was taking double core classes they questioned me and doubted me except a couple. One those teachers was my English IV teacher, she was very humble and the type of teacher everyone goes to when they have a problem. I was not that open with teachers as

The next student couldn’t even focus on the lesson. She was about six years old so she couldn’t stop laughing every time she looked at me. When I would lean over to help her, she would pull on my hood. Pretty soon, I ended up just having her play her songs the best she could so that she would actually get something out of the lesson. I was actually laughing part of the time too because I really didn’t expect such big reactions.

My class system experience is somewhat unique. I think I have been in almost all class systems at one point or another. I was born in rural South Carolina, mostly cotton fields and mills. My father was in Vietnam fighting the war when i was born, we started off very poor, my parents were 17 and 19 years old. My family stayed right on the poverty line until I was around 8 years old. My father started his own business and we moved into the lower middle class. We stayed in the lower middle class until I was 20 years old. My father opened a chain of pawn shops and moved into the upper middle class, and eventually to the upper class, however I was a grown man at this point and went back to lower working class. I eventually became moderately successful

I didn’t realize how lonely it get’s when you’re left home alone while the rest of your family are out doing fun things. Sister at an indoor water park and your parents out on a valentine's day date, while i’m stuck at home doing classwork. I couldn’t do anything with any of my friends for about a good 9 weeks as a result of nearly failing Biology in tenth grade with a sixty-five percent. I had to overcome this challenge by working hard to pass all of my classes, and my life has changed for the better with the realization that hard work pays off.

My precalculus class was a place where not only math lessons took place, but life lessons as well. The math course I was taking for my junior year consisted of learning algebra 2 in the first semester and pre-calc in the second. Math had always been smooth sailing for me during grammar school and the first two years of high school. I rarely felt thet need to study for math and still passed my tests and quizzes. That was the case unil second semester came along. My smooth sailing math boat hit an iceberg just like the titanic. I had done poorly on a math quiz. At that moment I realized that you only out what you put in. Precalculus was not as easy as I thought it was going to be. I aget m actually glad that I did not do so well on that quiz

For starters, I expected this class to be really easy. I expected an easy A. I thought that because I was already a good writer I wouldn't need to try as hard. Fortunately, the difficulty level wasn't too harsh but not nearly as easy as I thought it would be. So this semester wasn't a complete breeze.