Personal Narrative: The Class I Am Tutoring

My first week into my online class of NURS 3100 :Issues/Trends in Nursing has been very interesting and informative. Prior to starting the class, I watched some introductory videos and an orientation video provided by Walden University to calm my anxiety. I was worried about starting an online class. I wondered what challenges I was going to face in a virtual nursing class. But amazingly enough, when I began my class, I felt like I was in an actual classroom minus of course the physical being of an instructor and classmates. I realized it was also quite easy to communicate with my instructor and other classmates. The class content and resources to complete the course assignments are readily accessible and easy to understand. On the main class

Starting in October, and continuing until March, I completed over ten hours of service to those in need. In late October, I participated in the fall festival by “scaring” younger children who went on the hayride. Later, in February, some of my friends and I played bingo with the elderly at Sunrise. In February, as well, I visited my great grandpa, who I rarely see, with my dad and spent time with him. As I began to notice that my neighborhood was becoming dirty, in March, I spent about an hour picking up trash in, and around, my neighborhood. Since the beginning of the year, every Tuesday at lunch, I helped a fourth grader with reviewing what they were currently learning, otherwise known as peer tutoring. Through my actions, I helped others

As the school years passed by, I kept doubting my religion because I felt different than the other people around me. Second grade to Fourth grade was a blur. I was affected by comments here and there, but nothing too exclusive. I started growing use to it. Until Fifth grade happened. I began wearing the hijab at the end of November of the school year. The first day I wore it, my teacher, Mrs. Casey, decided to ask me in an unprofessional matter, “Why have you decided to wear THAT on your head”. I could feel the eyes of everyone in class staring back at me, like daggers. My reply began with “Cause my cousin began wearing the scarf”. Yeah, I should have told you guys that that’s the reason behind me starting to wear the hijab. There was no reply

43. I stared at it. The red ink. The marks all over every minute detail of my paper. I glanced over to my left. 96. I snuck a peek to my right. 87. I discreetly spun around to three others behind me. 91. 80. 84. They were always goofing off and making smart remarks, how could theirs possibly be higher than mine? She gazed smugly around the room. “That was one of my easier tests and the results show it,” she proudly proclaimed, “the majority of you did an excellent job. This really is a smart bunch. Those of you that didn’t do so well should’ve gone to tutoring.” I did go to tutoring. In fact, I had gone to every tutoring session that week and the week before at my mom’s request.

During my tutoring session on Monday I was not able to get through everything that I had planned. I do not know if it was because my student was late getting out of lunch or because he was nervous having Emily there to observe our tutoring session. Even though it did not go as planned, it all worked out the way it was supposed to. I started the session by going over sight words with my buddy. We went over seven of the sight words that he missed last week. These words were: fast, found, which, gave, call, made, and these. The only two words that he missed were made and these. After going over the sight words, I gave my student a sticker and told him how proud I was of him. This week my buddy said that he wanted to read a dinosaur book, luckily

As first-generation Americans, my parents did not speak English well. Thus, they hired tutors and enrolled my sisters and me in programs to provide us the best education possible. Outside of school, my sisters and I attended Kumon and Brain Child to get a head start. On top of that, my parents required me to attend Sylvan because my progress was slower than my siblings. Once these after school programs expenses became too much to bear, my parents pulled us out. However, we still needed a tutor to help us comprehend school concepts.

My tutoring experience is mostly with 7th-12th grade English Literature and Language skills. I have helped students review and prepare for quizzes and tests in multiple choice and short answer format. I have also assisted students with outlining essays and research papers. I also proof read rough drafts and offer suggestions on grammar and rubric completion.

The moment I entered the classroom, I was greeted with a warm welcome; every student felt a sigh of relief as another person could help them throughout the course. The Math 9 class I peer tutor is mostly filled with students who I believe have the ability to succeed. When Ms. Punj told the class to pull out their assigned homework from their bags, she told me to go around and check if every student had completed their homework completely. When I was checking their homework, I noticed that many students had done a prenominal job in the way they showed their work. However, some students did not meet Ms. Punj’s expectations. It seemed to me that they had just copied the answers from the back of the textbook because they had not shown any work.

Initially I thought my job was kind of easy since Ms. Lu, the instructor of this club, always supervised us.  Then one day Ms. Lu was out.  After I had assigned work to each tutor, I quickly glanced around the room: some tutors were playing computer games and some students in pairs were just chatting. I immediately confronted the irresponsible tutors and

Today was the day we all studied hard for. It was the final science test. From asking the older student who already took the test, I gathered that this was the most difficult test I'll take so far. And to be honest I took some pretty hard tests in my lifetime. Everyone was chatting in the room, but none were talking about the test. This surprised me. All I could think about was that quiz- If you could even call it a quiz, it's more of something that will determine whether or not I will fail the science curriculum or not. Science was in a few periods, so every chance I get I look through my notes. As I opened my filled up notebook a shadow approached, darkening the pages. I looked up to see who it was. Madeline's tall figure stood beside me.

Hi Prof. I was worried that if I changed to the new curriculum I would have to take additional courses. Which, I didn't want to do. If you can review what a change to the new curriculum would mean for me that would be appreciated. I had MGT 451 planned for the summer and it would meet my liberal arts requirement. But wouldn't I be forced to take HIM435 Healthcare Data Analytics and Information Governance, as well because it is part of the new curriculum?

Have you ever got the feeling like your life starts from here. When I enter these doors, a new beginning and fresh start. This feeling happened to me in the end of sophomore year. I thought freshmen year was my start though, a new start from a game I’ve been losing since 6th grade. School years have always felt like a videogame to me. My game was always paused in Summer and unpaused by September. Back to the crappy spot I saved in last year. Freshmen year a new school, new amigos, my chance to be in graphic arts. Unfortunately, I didn’t get many friends( I literally don’t talk to a single person I did freshmen year ) , and i didn’t do graphics by the end of the year because of a quick decision to pick Communications. It all started with my

I could be humorous and witty at times, but insecurity was a dominant attribute. I usually clung onto an old friend of mine named Marco, who I discovered to be excessively social and inconsiderate. At school, meeting quirky, amusing people like Hunter became normal due to a choice I made. I soon

I conducted the teacher interview on the 8th of September 2017. The educator, I interviewed, was Mrs. Mahan. Mrs. Mahan was a middle school and high school Spanish language educator for 20 years, in the state of California. Her journey into the field of education began in the 1960’s. She described that during the sixties, a career in teaching was the one of the best career options for women to pursue. She said that the salary for a woman in the field of education was about the same compared to the salary of their male colleagues. As a result of her being bilingual, her pay was higher than most of her colleagues. She received her education by attending SDSU and spending time abroad in Mexico to gain experience and knowledge of the Spanish language.

Well hello my wonderful class!" The teacher bellowed. "How 's my favorite class doing?" Everyone cheers and that 's when her eyes land on me. "Well look at this class, we have a new student!" Everyone turns around to look at me, I awkwardly wave at everyone. "Yasmine?" I look to my teacher. "If you don 't mind could you come down and sing for us?" I 'm shocked, I didn 't think she 'll put me on the spot like that. "Uhh I-I 'm not-" I stuttered trying to find the right words to say but in my head I 'm like hell no! "Well Ms. Bowie everyone had to sing in front of the class, if it makes you more comfortable you could sing with someone else." I nod letting her know that I 'm ok with that. "Good, well let 's see who will I pick, ahh Mr.