Stereotypes In The Classroom

The students are asked to copy the words into their social studies folder. Mrs. Cannon then verbalizes the definitions of each word. John offers his own definition of a word, the teacher says, “Just copy my definition. It’ll be the one on the vocabulary test.” John looks embarrassed. Mrs. Cannon then gives the students another assignment to pick one form of communication, decide if it’s from past or present, write a description about it and draw a picture. John seems confused and I noticed him copying another student’s paper. When the students are at recess Mrs. Cannon says, “I just don’t understand. I modeled the handwriting and gave them an explanation of each word. Why are they not getting it? I mean, I have high expectations for them and want them to do well, I really do.”

Everyone had now realised what I had done and broke out in a storm of laughter. I threatened the rest of the class with a similar fate and they exploded again, it only went quiet when the shadow of Miss Blount fell over them. Miss Blount is a native Maycombian as yet uninitiated in the mysteries of the Decimal System, appeared at the door hands on hips and announced that if she hears another sound from the room she’ll up everyone in it.’ She also told me the sixth grade couldn’t concentrate on the pyramids because of the so called racket coming from my room. I did not appreciate her coming into my classroom and telling my pupils to be quiet. The bell then went for lunch everyone filed out I just sunk in my chair and put my head in my arms. A lot had happened in just half a day and there was still the afternoon to come.

However, the class environment is much different which causes Charlotte to change the way that she views her extravagant teacher. The new classroom could be described to have an environment that was based upon hostility and disdain. Miss Hancock is the new target of mockery, she is given no respect. Charlotte begins to take part in the antics of her new class. Miss Hancock raises her arms and a boy yells “‘let us pray’”. (5) Laughter exploded within the room and Charlotte joined as she “snickered fiercely” (5) behind her duo tang folder. The pressure of the entire class laughing has an impact on Charlotte that causes her to disrespect Miss Hancock by joining in. The new environment is beginning to cause Charlotte to change the way that she had initially treated Miss Hancock. Furthermore, the new student-created environment causes Charlotte to fear speaking to Miss Hancock publicly. As a result of this, Charlotte arranges to speak to Miss Hancock after class as she “wanted to be sure that [the conversation] would not be witnessed.” (5) The new environment has pressured Charlotte into avoiding contact with Miss Hancock as she likely wants to avoid being also mocked by her classmates. The class has changed Charlotte’s character by indirectly causing her to fear interacting with Miss

The exuberant and laid back Miss Hancock made for a great elementary teacher but not so much for secondary. The high school students quickly strip Miss Hancock “of [her] 15 years of overblown confidence” (77). In reality, the students need a sterner teacher that can balance laid-back with discipline. Moreover, Miss Hancock is too dependent on her confidence; as soon as her confidence is broken she becomes pathetic. A “desperate

Today Students of Mrs.Mcmanus's literacy class observed the seventh-grade students of Mrs. Holyoak’s gym class in the annex gym. Luke Cahill reports that as soon as the seventh graders entered the room you could tell that the group was a high-energy one. Right away there were to boy pushing each other around in a playful manner which also gave of the mood. The class began with a warm-up that included adding and multiplying numbers that were shot from fingers and then whoever got the answer first would run to the next corner of the gym. This warm-up lead to a very loud atmosphere where kids were flying all over the room from corner to corner screaming out answers to the math problems that appeared on their fingers. Although most of the students

Slinky wasn’t truly being a good student but he did listen and not blurt out unlike everyone else. The most disrespectful thing Slinky did was try to solve his Rubik’s Cube. Joy wondered if everyone would be a great gleeful group of students if they had to do Rubik’s cubes but then they wouldn’t do their work. She decided she could figure an even better way to make this cast less rude. Anyway, although it may not be obvious, this was one of the class’s best behaved mornings. Normally someone would have gotten hurt by now. Joy was proud of herself she got the class to behave, well, ish. Even though she spent her whole life dealing with Disgust and Anger but even she had to admit, being happy the entire time was difficult. Joy had the thought of asking Bing Bong to be her assistant. Then, she realized he faded away. Joy was sad for as long as a streak of lightning. She realized that she could ask someone else to be her assistant. This called for a trip to

In Miss. Hooker’s classroom she never makes a problem, just the student’s problem, but a problem they share and can fix together. Once the student would see that Miss. Hooker wanted to help them, they were very less offensive and were happy to have someone on “their side”. Another big thing I learned was to use every resource out there. She uses so many different websites and reading materials to get ideas, and talks to other teachers or other adults, she does not limit her circle of information. I also learned that sometimes it is true what they say “less is more”. In Miss Hooker’s classroom I almost felt claustrophobic. There were so many posters/resources on the walls, and every shelf was pilled full of books or totes, I was very over stimulated by the clutter. The stuff was not useless junk, it was mainly books, and different learning materials but there was so much stuff out that I do not think half of it got used. One big thing I realized is you cannot fix everything. There was always someone that had a hurt body part or did not feel good. Yes, Miss Hooker would show compassion to this matter, but she did not stop everything to try to best accommodate the student either. If she would have done something to accommodate every student she would have never been able to complete a lesson.

This year I had the prestigious honor of being in Ms. Brown’s class, and let me tell you, it was anything but normal. Ms. Brown’s cheerfulness (and maybe a bit of messiness) really helped me realize that teachers actually have lives. They’re not just some robots who are only activated to teach, and then turned off when the class leaves, as much as we might think they are.

The media portrays high schools being full of identity stereotypes, whether it is in movies, TV shows, or sometimes music. Each school has the group of star athletes, the kids bound for broadway, and the kids who could become the next Einstein. Every show or movie has the same supporting character who each belonged to different cliques.

Miss Dickerson was at the will of her kids. Twenty ten year olds made up her class, twelve girls and eight boys. Each kid more curious than the last, though none more curious than Miss Dickerson herself. Mrs. Dickerson had thought her daughter would merely end up a spinster, only for her to finally find love and lose it, marked a widow for life. That’s when Miss Dickerson decided to teach.

Have you ever been judged before for the smallest and unimportant things you can imagine? Or maybe you have seen others getting judged for the way they act or dress. On September 16, at James Giles School 7th and 8th graders were having lunch and recess. The students were having a good time talking playing games and eating lunch naturally having a good time. A group of 7th grade girls were talking and suddenly another girls joined them. The girls that joined them was their friend because they would go to the park together and walk together after school. The girls didn't like the idea of joining them. The girls started being mean and judging her of what she wore to school. People that judge others in a mean way know that its mean and hurtful

The headmistress no longer had to wonder from where young Miss Charlotte had received her attitude problem. She readjusted herself in her chair and cleared her throat. “At any rate, I’m glad to finally see that Mr. Smith had decided to participate in his children’s education. I see Ms. Tyler fairly often for various offenses, but this is the first time all of your children have been disruptive in the same day,” she directed at Mr. Smith.

Mrs. Smith was the high-ranking “officer” at our middle school, whose sole purpose was to whip her “gifted but undisciplined kids” into shape. I take that back. Introducing sixth-graders to ulcers was another likely item on her agenda. She had a natural march in her step, setting the admired and ideal pace for others to follow. Mrs. Smith performed classroom procedures as though she had repeatedly

Truly, the thought of an education system is one based around what cartoons and shows make of it: a drab, boring location only meant to educate students by menial methods and to essentially waste their times. That fiction is just that, nothing more, nothing less. From my years within school, I’ve encountered some fantastic educators and some poor ones. However, there’s one teacher I’d love to commend for everything she’s ever done for me, ranging from the bare bones of the language to the complexity of my writing today: Mrs. Fetchko. My first instance of being her pupil was in seventh grade, back at Valley Elementary Middle School, where I was warned and cautioned over the harshness and cruelty she has with her homework and grading policies. Honestly? I was mortified.

When Mr Braithwaite first encounters his class they are an unruly group of people who never manage to keep a teacher for long. They were mostly unkempt and scruffy and weren't very well educated as Mr Braithwaite found out on his first day,