Personal Narrative: Why I Love At South Plains College

I am a high school senior at Fair Park, looking forward to my first year at Jackson State University in the upcoming fall. My cumulative GPA is currently at a 3.6 average and anticipating to increase next semester. I would be considered the best person to receive a scholarship simply because I go the extra mile to assure my success. Although college is an extensive goal, it could be quite expensive. There is no better way to pay for college than by being awarded money for outstanding academic excellence.

Conversations in class were a huge contributor to never getting anything done. Whether the conversation was about when our next food day would be or the outfit she was wearing, it was never important. These conversations did not encourage a positive learning environment and certainly did not reflect into our education well. Students should have liked her better considering that she acted like a friend to many of us. One of the things I hate most is when adults try to be friends with teenagers in inappropriate situations, such as at school where the adult should hold a higher standard of professionalism. There is a difference between having fun with students and losing all authority over them. She is lucky that any students listened to her towards the end of the year because most students would not have been mature enough to behave without a teacher disciplining them. She never threatened detention and she definitely did not give a reason to respect her. So, it actually seems like a miracle that the class was not complete chaos. It could have been much worse if we were not such respectful students. Ms. Fetterman should have been a role model as well as a teacher, and she failed at both tasks. Since she lost respect from her students they no longer put in effort towards her classwork, which ultimately lead to a decline in students’ performance in school. The only effort put into her class was fueled purely by that individual’s desire to learn, despite no motivation to do so from Ms.

Firstly, what impressed me the most about Union College was the huge amount of majors I can choose from. And that's because ever since I was little I wanted to broaden my horizons.

Life has had its ups and downs for me.Like most people, I struggle with a host of issues

The reason I’m interested in attending Hood College is because I’ve met many successful individuals who have graduated from here. My mother graduated from Hood in 1990 and she praises this school saying how she received a wonderful education from here. I know she’d be very happy if I got to experience all the greatness that Hood has to offer. Throughout my work experience, I was able to work for a woman that graduated from Hood. Her name is Monica Kolbay and she started her own marketing company called Arachnid Works located in Frederick. While I just clean the office, I see how successful her company is. She is very pleased with the education she received from Hood and contributes it to her success. She’s actually the reason I decided to major

Due to the principal hearing the incident and after her week probation from teaching she treated me like I didn’t even exist in her class. The teacher I once looked up to had abandoned and isolated me by putting my desk in the other end of the classroom. Never talking to me, calling on me, or even making me feel part of the student body. Due to that experience I will always see myself working for children making them feel safe, loved, and cared for. But most of all when there is conflict between students I want to hear both sides of the story, while being fair with the children under my

Waking up at Murray State University on a regular Tuesday seems boring. I could have gone to my Economics lecture like a responsible student should had. (Theme number one karma for not attending class). After rolling out of bed to see the Spring semester sky bright and blue. I thought to myself, why do I have lecture today. I went about my morning routine taking a shower and brushing my teeth like a normal human. Wondering what to wear that morning I checked the weather app. Just because the sky is blue doesn’t mean it’s always warm outside. The weather app read 75 degrees, making my pain to go to class even more dreary. I finished getting dressed for this amazing Spring day of Economics lecture, “sarcasm at its best”. While packing up my backpack to

Today, was a crazy and long day. This week I am only teaching Math, Daily 5, and Social Studies. During Daily 5 today Mrs. Haberman the principal came into observe me. I went through the interactive lesson before class, but I should have looked over the directions a little bit better. I tried to put the incorrect word into the box, and Mrs. Vavra told me that I needed to make sure I knew what it was asking me to do. I can’t believe I let this happen especially since Mrs. Haberman was in there. I was nervous about her coming in already and now I am nervous to see what she has to say about the lesson. It was not my best lesson by far and of course it had to be the one that Mrs. Haberman was observing. I personally I think the problem was that

The teacher next door to my CT has been teaching for a long time and says her class is one of the most difficult she has ever had. There are two students inarticulate who she thinks have real unaddressed medical issues. These students are constantly a disruption to her class. During my visit the teachers were celebrating Halloween with their classrooms. The teacher next door provided her students with Oreos for snack. One of the boys shoved both of his Oreos in his mouth and began screaming and crying that he was still hungry. She was out of Oreos and tried to offer him something else but he refused, still screaming and crying that he was hungry. The student was pushing his desk and trying to trip other students while doing so. It was time

The sycophant named Tyler was extremely annoying today in class. He kept on doing favors for Mr. Schuit, our history teacher. Mr. Schuit is a chauvinist, always talking about how men are superior to women. He kept on discussing how the wealth gap amongst male and females is fair. Anyways, today he asked Tyler to go buy him some things from the grocery store. I was surprised Tyler did it knowing of his agoraphobia. The bell finally rang to go to fourth period, and I found myself meandering, taking my time to go to my next class, statistics. My statistics teacher, Ms. B, is a virago. I saw some details I didn’t want to see through her diaphanous dress. Ms. B always yells at us when we don’t understand the math problem. She always teaches it

I am a 2008 graduate of Moneague College. On Wednesday April 26, 2017 I had a representative visited the Port Maria Campus to apply for an unofficial transcript. On the same day I spoke with Ms. Nicole Betton and outlined my situation to her. She advised me to have the bearer pay the transcript fee and that I should send her an email with my information. Ms. Betton responded to my email stating that she found a copy of the transcript I had requested in 2012 and that she would have it scan and emailed by Friday which I assumed would have been Friday April 28, 2017. (Please see screen shot below).

I placed my head on my hands when everyone began to snicker at me until she yelled silence and continued teaching. Is that really necessary? She gives out a minimum of twenty detentions a week. It just wouldn't be Ms. Fitch's class unless someone got in trouble and, sadly, today it turned out to be me.

During Spelman’s admitted student weekend, SpelBound, my mother still was not convinced that Spelman was truly the school for me. On Sunday morning, I met her and my father at Sister’s Chapel for morning worship service on campus. Once the service was over, my mom knew that God was within Spelman College.

I was taken up, put in a chair at the side, and told to keep my mouth shut by the teacher, who

He even asked if I would want her to talk to the other teachers. I told him no right away. He was fine with it and continued with where he left off. He explained that recently my classwork has improved, but that he wanted to more work that should be done outside of class. He said that in order for him to see and know how I write, I should turn in some assignments. He said that I have time to turn in assignments, even though it was from September, that he would like to receive essays mostly. While he was talking the two other teachers, whose classes I was not passing, walked in, introduced themselves right away and allowed my teacher to finish what he was saying. When he was done, he started asking me questions, wanting to know why I was not turning in my assignments right away. I explained myself, telling them all that I was scared to ask for help because I did not think my work was good enough. When I said this, I started to remember moments when I brought myself down because of that