The Elementary School At The Age Of Five

On April 08, 2016, I arrived to my designated school, Cypress Point Elementary School. Upon my arrival to Cypress Point Elementary School, I went to the main office of the school to see the assistant principal, Mrs. Dewitt. She could not make it to school on time, due to her having car troubles. The secretary told me she would notify her that I arrived and to set me. As I waited for Mrs. Dewitt, I noticed quite a few students having to call home due to violating the school dress code. Mainly it was more girls violating the dress code than boys. I am assuming from what I saw, the children only wore clothes that they saw the adults wore, or whatever their parents picked out for them. During this time, I noticed a little Asian or Hispanic boy being brought to school but he was supposed to be at home due to suspension. The secretary asked him “Why are you at school?” This young man told the secretary that his mother brought him to school. The secretary informed him that he needs to call his mother so that she

The first year of middle school was a year of transition into a new world. I would be going to a new school and enhance my life academically and on a social level. Looking back at that year isn’t so pleasant. My new self today, sucked in numerous amounts of life lessons that contradict the person I was in sixth grade. Sixth grade was all about fitting in for me. I just wanted to be part of a crowd and be known. I didn’t care about my academics at the moment. However, I was lucky enough to be educationally talented and not get to astray in the learning environment. Personally, sixth grade was too overloaded with drama and the drive to be high in the social rankings. If I traveled back to sixth grade, I’d sucker punch myself for getting

Communication development 0-3 years listening to parents and practitioner and starting to recognise their name by 1 and half they should be able to say mama dada ect and start to join in with rhymes such as twinkle twinkle little star. At the age of 3 they should be able to say at least 200 words. If the child has a speech problem then we use 100 words pictures and sign language to see what they know.

I was a very shy and quiet kid compared to others growing up. Submerged among my peers and lost in the crowd, I felt more at ease and found myself mostly at home where the attention drifted far away from me. However, when teachers asked me to speak before the class or answer questions, uneasiness flooded me as though I stood before hundreds of strangers. While speaking, my different bonds of friendship to each and every person sitting in the room disappeared as apprehension controlled me and my voice shook with fright. This fear of public speaking came from my experiences during the first few years elementary school. When I attended Mission Park Elementary School, in 5th grade unfortunately, I didn’t enjoy reading. After a few months in class

I went to the same elementary school from kindergarten to 5th grade, Suncoast Elementary School. My brother, my sister and I all went to Suncoast Elementary school from k-5th. My sister is still in elementary school, but once she gets out she’ll either go to Gulf Coast or Powell. My brother, my sister and I all had the same kindergarten class room but always had a different teacher. At that school my brother would hang out with the people in the office often so when I got there they all knew my name and was extra nice to me. This is only about my experience from kindergarten through 3rd grade.

I wait in the lobby of Edinboro Elementary for my younger brother, surrounded by vibrant colors, and drawings of what the children who attend there want to be when they grow up, coupled with adorably misspelled descriptions underneath. I walk over to glance at one, depicted is a squiggly-drawn superhero and underneath it reads“Wen i grow up i want to be A superhero.” It reminds me of how innocent and simple life is when you are young. Before I managed to read another poster I notice my brother running down the hall in his blue, Pokémon shirt, with a smile that spans from ear to ear, which could only mean that it is Friday. When we entered my car I ask him the usual, “How was your day? Did you have fun at school today? Did you learn anything

This plan took place in 8th grade year, I was a new student at Sunland elementary. It was around September when this event occurred. I learned to not try to impress others making bad decisions that could lead to big trouble.

Superior Elementary school was the best school. I was so anxious to start the fourth grade. Me and my siblings would lay out our new school outfits and have everything ready for school the next day. We would also have our book bags full of supplies put together all neat in the bags put to the side. The day before schools start me and my two sisters would go get our hair done at the salon. My brothers would get a haircut.

“Give me the ball!” a voice threatened, but I continued to dribble the ball. “Hey! Did you hear me? I want the ball!” the voice screamed. As I whirled around to examine what the commotion was, an iron fist smashed into my right eye, leaving me incapacitated. Jonathan Morris gifted me with a black eye.

(A/N: i literally could not for the life of me remember what plot we decided on but i’m pretty sure it was that winter moves to milwaukee and greg has to show him around their school? btw i just googled hs in milwaukee and chose the first one i could find hours for so——— i’m going with that plot :3c + character info and reference attached in case you need it!)

It was my first time ever going to the principal’s office. I never broke any rules, and this was suppose to be fun. This was never suppose to end like this. It was late in the day, almost summer, I was a 5th grader at Eader Elementary School when I made my big mistake.

It was a Tuesday afternoon and the heat in Mr. Martin's room felt as if we were next to the sun. The schools maintenance crew always kept the furnace on the highest setting possible. “So class what did we talk about yesterday ?” said Mr. Martin as he takes out the 590 page textbook on accounting and finance. “We talked about how to find assets, liabilities and owners equity,” says Ms. Know” it all in the front of the classroom.” As Mr. Martin begins his lesson, I quietly whisper to my best friend Jake, “Hey man, did you do the homework from last night?” “Nope, I forgot to read the chapter and finish the worksheet. I Kinda got side tracked playing Battlefield” said Jake. Then Mr. Martin Stood up and said “ Alright, now I'm going to come around

It was late fall of 2008. I was ten years old and was in the fourth grade at an elementary school that was just down the street from where I lived. It was the one day that my mother allowed me to spend the night at my friend’s house on a school night. I was filled with excitement, and I can feel my pupils dieting just as if I saw Tasmanian tiger right in front of my face , but I couldn’t shake this feeling I had in my stomach as if I had a had a big knot that was filled with fear. Nevertheless I chose to ignore it.

My story begins in the fall of my fifth grade year, my elementary school had us take a state administered exam which tested our proficiency in reading and writing. The purpose of the exam was to not only test our comprehension, but make sure we were prepared for middle school. A few months passed and the scores were finally in! My teacher decided to publicly announce who passed and who failed the exam. I remember the day like it was yesterday, up to that point I'd never felt that feeling before. I couldn't identify it, I just knew it didn't feel good, for the first time in my life I felt dumb. All of my friends passed with flying colors, and not only did I fail, but I was reading on a third grade level and faced the possibility of not being promoted.

At the background of this case study lies the need to assess the development of five year old in a school setting. This entails several specific outcomes which are generally expected from education, and the theoretical framework that shapes the curriculum for early years education. Starting from play, as one of the core concepts in modern early years curriculum, this study aims to evaluate theoretical aspects – such as developments in social, behavioral, cognitive abilities of children through play – and then connect them with the behaviors observed in a study group. This is a challenging task, because, as witnessed from the study group, there are many problems – especially for educators – in creating a well structured and enticing