Safe And Diverse School

My little sister Anita was born at the time and having a baby sibling around made me feel like a big kid or a parent. I loved holding her and feeding her with a bottle my mom taught me to do while she worked at a night shift (maturation). My fourth grade year is probably the time I went through the most out of my elementary school years. I found out things were getting hectic between my parents. I would see them fight almost every day about money, cheating, and where did they go in their free time. One night when my mom came home from grocery shopping they were verbally fighting and yelling at each other. I heard it from the living room and I went into the kitchen to see them. All of a sudden, I just saw my dad pushed her into the ground and started beating her. She eventually escaped from his grip and ran into my sister’s room. She called the police and they came and arrested him for assault. I couldn’t do much because I just stood there witnessing in shock. They divorced in October while it was the beginning of my fifth grade year. I started to go through depression since the whole thing happened. I grew bitter, unmotivated for school, and even crueler towards my family and animals. I had terrible grades in my report card and I tend to get embarrassed with my teacher yelling at me. I cried over the smallest things that would happen in class. People started giving me sympathy but then got tired of it because it happened often. Around the winter time my mom started to

The follow assessment will have a brief description of the importance of inclusion and inclusive practices in work with children and young people. And it also contains an exploration of how our own attitudes, values and behaviour may lead to that inclusive practice, how to challenge discrimination and how to promote some important anti-discriminatory and inclusive practices.

I was in school when I got a news flash about a shooting near a bus stop. At lunchtime, I opened up the story and it read, “Teen killed on way to lake park bus stop”. However, it wasn’t the headline that hit me but rather the first line of the article which mentioned that a Palm Beach Gardens high school teen, Claverle Joseph, was the one that was killed on his way to the bus stop. I didn’t know how to react. I just froze; I couldn’t process the emotions that were swirling through my mind. This was the first time in my life that I dealt with a death that was personal to me. My Grandparents had died when I was too young to recount any experiences with them. It was difficult to comprehend that I would never see a kid that I had gotten to know so well over the last three years ever again. My family and I did what we could for his family in there grieving state and donated to help raise money for his funeral. Although his death came as a surprise, I knew there was something wrong before the incident occurred because he did not come out for the travel team that last year. This was strange because he truly loved the team and playing basketball. Following my suspicion, a couple days after his death, I found out that there had been a series of incidents, including a shooting one week before his death in which he had been shot in the hand. His family stated for the news that they had been living in fear of their son’s life for a while. I wish I could have done more for him because whether he knew it or not he did so much for my growth as a person on and off the court. His life and this experience taught me to truly value one’s own life and to never take anything for granted because it could all be erased in an instant. His death helped me understand that I need to be as compassionate and empathetic for everyone I meet because you will never comprehend what adversities and difficulties they face in their

Today when you look at our country you think of it a somewhat of a melting pot or a mixed and diverse population. When you look at the populations, even in small towns you see multiple different races and cultures. This then leads to our workforce where you see that same type of diverse culture entering the workforce in the communities they live in and the ones around them. Our workforce hasn’t only changed to multicultural, it also has more and more woman as well.. If we look back 50 years you see that woman and individuals with a race other than caucasian had a very hard time finding a place

Baltimore County is a very diverse county, there are many whites,blacks, hispanics, asians etc… These different races get along very well throughout their area, they have very little problems. They have very prestigious high schools, with a lot of good kids. However, there is a problem that concerns The Board of the Baltimore County Schools. That is the lack of diversity throughout the teachers in the schools, people have been irritated about this. People of the county believe it's a real big problem, but others believe that it's not. There is a lot of discussion and controversy on what actions to take to make the schools more diverse.

According to author John C. Maxwell, “Good leadership isn’t about advancing yourself;it’s about advancing your team.” Much like Maxwell’s quote, I strive to advance my peers and my fellow students at South Florence High School. In my years at South Florence I’ve done my best to lead and be an example at this school by not only participating in clubs, but by doing my best academically. One thing that coincides with great leadership skills is a strong sense and acceptance of diversity in our school environment. Attending a school with a diverse student body helps prepare students for the culturally and ethnically diverse nation which we will be entering after we graduate and begin our lives.

This Project was very useful because our team was able to help our community as well as our citizen’s in the area. Bonita Springs Charter School is a great organization to be a part of, and BSCS has many volunteer opportunities throughout the year. The Harvest Fest is the biggest event for fundraising at the school, which allows parents, families, and staff as well as the Bonita Springs community, to be a part of this great event. In addition, BSCS is a well-known school just miles away from Florida Gulf Coast University, which is very convenient for students that live either at the FGCU campus or in the surrounding area. Furthermore, BSCS is great at returning emails and phone calls for any volunteer position that students are looking to

I was panicking I didn’t know what I did I thought I was in some kind of trouble, but when I got to the principal’s office, there were 2-3 police officers there waiting for me. They sat me down with a concerned look and told me some terrible news. These few words that I could never get out of my head. It’s as if there locked in a prison. They told me that my father was in an accident at first I thought that they were just talking about a car accident. I had no idea what to expect. Then they told me that my father had passed away I started balling my eyes out I didn’t know what to do. They soon drove me back to my house where I saw my brother and a few neighbors and friends. There were a few cop cars and an ambulance. I later found out that he had committed suicide. My aunt and uncle came and picked us up from my house and brought us to their house where they tried to cheer us up a bit it was my cousins birthday so we tried to have a

As a member of several clubs and organizations, I have always valued the wide range of people you can find within the walls of my high school. If you walk into my Physics lab, you will find me collaborating with a dancer strongly involved in his cultural heritage and a volleyball player in the engineering academy. If you come to my Calculus class, you will see me calculating derivatives with a football player, a snowboarder, a National Honor Society officer, and a painter. The word “diversity” is often used to describe a cross-cultural population, but it is so much more than that. At Bartlett High School, students originate from hundreds of different cultures, with an abundance interests, and participate together in an assortment of activities.

In the article, “The Segregated Classrooms of a Proudly Diverse School” really caught my attention while reading it. In the article, it mentions how advanced classes and introductory level courses are separated at the school. Majority of the students in the advanced courses are white students even though the majority of the students of the school are black. The same situation occurred to me at my high school. My high school was located in a low-income area, but a few miles down, there were middle class homes not too far away from the high school.At my high school, we had a major Latino population, which made up 60% of student population. Just like the high school in the article, we separate students based on their level on the certain subject. Overwhelmingly, there was more white students in each advance level courses than

I met some people there who began to change me and I was liking it knowing I wasn't alone anymore knowing I had people to talk to about school and they helped me get through summer school as things around me stuff began to get worse my fourth grade teacher that I looked up too had gotten neck cancer but at the time he had still worked at the school. I would go see him here and there see how he was doing, we would talk about how I was doing and I would talk about how he was doing and it seemed that he was fine and that cancer had been cleared from his neck. I felt relieved to know that he was “OK”. It gave me a sign of hope knowing he would be alright and I continued to move on to another year it was eighth grade year at last my final year I went to go see my teacher and noticed he was missing. I would go try to see him as often as I could to see him but he had not shown up at the school. Till one day on the intercom they said that he had passed away that the cancer came back in his brain and neck and I began to tear up knowing that someone I looked up too had passed away, it crushed me that he had left earth at young

It was November 10th, he hadn't been here at school the entire week and I was worried about him. I went to my first class, then came announcements. The principal said it was with a heavy burden that he brought this news. One of our students passed away due to a heart attack. He didn't specify who but I immediately knew it was Richard. My suspicions were correct when I was called to the guidance office. I walked in the office and I couldn't hold it in. The counselor never had the opportunity to attempt to say anything. I just couldn't control myself. They put me in the second office and left me alone until I started to calm down. They said they were going to call my father however I told them don't. I knew he could come get me because he would most likely be too drunk to drive. I went back to class but the teachers never gave me any work. This was the day I started to break. A month or so into the next school year I learned more about these demons. I had turned completely introverted. I could never open back up to anyone. I mean I had once already and look where that got me. I had now become the full circle of death. No one talked to me, looked at me, or attempted

WWPS was established in 1925 and has approximately 211 enrolments, 40% of those enrolments are students who have language backgrounds other than English (My School 2014). WWPS is a diverse and inclusive school with an assortment of cultural backgrounds and multiculturalism. In addition, WWPS is classified as slightly disadvantaged as it is below the average value in the Index of Socio-Educational Advantage (ICSEA) (My School 2014). The school’s background in conjunction with recent research and personal teaching experience will be a significant factors in the recommendation of BYOD

Annually, Americans spend $ 24.9 billion on school supplies, but what are they? There are copious, divergent school paraphernalias that help students complete their work and engage in daily activities. Companies sell diverse types of supplies that ameliorate students or consumers in their work environments such as notebooks, crayons, pens, and pencils. Different supplies are classified by the purposes they provide. According to Wisegeek, “There are some, however, that may be necessary from the primary years through university. These include paper, books, and writing utensils,” (2003-2017). This quote informs the reader that students require perceptible tools and materials for excogitating up until university. Students use incommensurable items

That probably affected me more than the death of my auntie had, I could make sense of that, I knew they were going somewhere else to do what they were required to. But when I heard the news that a man I had looked up to not only as a teacher but also as a friend had done something so purely disgusting, I felt sick to my stomach for days. I didn’t go back to school for almost a week, and every day the only reason I wanted to leave the house was to go to the girls house and scream at her for being so immature and selfish. After a week I went and saw my best friend and her mother, we had kept in contact over text but it was the first time I had seen her since I got the news. I sat with her in her room as she cried for hours, when I left I went downstairs and hugged her mum, whose eyes were also red and puffy. In that moment, with a lack of anything better to say, I said to her, “He was taken out of your life because he wasn’t good enough for you. To make way for happiness and