What I Learned From My Worst Teacher?

The first domain is planning and preparation. The six components within this domain are about how teachers should plan and prepare their lesson for their students to have the most impact. Teachers that have a positive impact on student performance is knowledgeable about their subject matter, know their students, set appropriate outcomes for students, use appropriate resources for instruction, have

The first lesson I saw take place was the end of a math lesson. The students were independently working on a set of math problems. These problems were mainly

I found this assignment the most difficult so far in this class. I am glad that I get to write a reflection on the assignment. After reading the professor’s and classmates’ comments along with rereading the text, I realized that I missed part of the correlation of the InTASC model with Danielson’s Framework for Teaching. As a class, we all seemed to agree that there are many similarities between InTASC Model and the Danielson’s Framework for Teaching. Both models purpose is to help teachers and administration to identify individual strengths and areas of growth. We agreed that there were slight differences in the wordage used and the structure of the Domains vs. Standards but that they were interchangeable for the most part. In fact,

While auditing courses for her own education and interest a professor realized that the students were relating to her as if she was a student. She was behaving as a student, asking questions, going regularly to class and doing the required readings and in turn the other students began sharing insights, gossip and opinions she would never hear as a professor. Rebekah Nathan (pseudonym assumed by the author, Cathy Small, for purposes of the book) recognized that “even after my fiftieth birthday, I could still be a student, and treated by other students as, more or less, a peer”(Nathan, 2005, para. 71). She decided use her sabbatical to study campus life through a student’s viewpoint, instead of the professor-student perspective.

High school. This one word can mean either the best days of your life, or the worst. It depends on how you dealt with the obstacles thrown at you. During the past few years of high school, I can honestly say that I have changed a lot, not just physically, but mentally I have becomes strong enough to ( ).In my experience, these circumstances shaped me into the positive and intelligent individual I am today.

During my first year at a new high school, my pre-ap geometry teacher saw how

Ms. Bearden is an English teacher and co-founder of the Ron Clark Academy in Atlanta, Georgia where she has taught in grade levels from kindergarten to 8th grade. In her book, Crash Course: The Life Lessons My Students Taught Me, she discusses about her life of teaching a majority of African American scholars and how they completely improved her life. Each chapter is labeled carefully and precisely to give meaning in the classroom setting. The chapters that caught my attention most were called Magic, Recovery, and Tenacity.

Close your eyes and think back to your favorite teacher. What made him or her your favorite? Was it the way they taught you? Did they teach you in a way that you did not entirely know that you were learning? Did they make you want to know more? Most likely what made them your favorite teacher was something about the way they instructed you made a difference in the way that you learned what they were conveying to you.

The only thing I didn’t like was my third grade teacher Mrs. Rotelli. She did not care one bit at all.She was my substitute teacher all year in third grade while my original teacher had a baby. Like what’s more important education or having a baby. Both my original third grade teacher and the substitute with the

For the reasons I mention above is why Mrs. Power was my least favorite teacher. However just because I didn’t like her way of teaching does not mean I didn’t learn. I may not have learned the lesson of the day, but I did learn not everything would be handed to me or written in paper. I learned to depend on my own knowledge, to take the first step and research a topic when I don’t understand instead of depending on a teacher to explain it all from the

So freshman algebra rolled around and I loved it. After two weeks in the class I was three and one half chapters ahead of the teacher. He would only assign the odd problems for homework, but I’d do them all. Geometry was even cooler. But thinking back, not one of the teachers even commended me for doing so well. My father noticed I was good at it, but I thought he had to tell me I was good; he was my father.

It is argued that there are 4 elements critical to the effectiveness of the instructional process: 1. the learner, 2. the teacher, 3. the home, and 4. the academic programs and the physical facilities at the school. These are interdependent and interactive and must function in unison for effective teaching to take place. The teacher's primary responsibility is to help

I know all of you had one teacher that you will never forget. I had one teacher. Her name sign was with the letter I by the left lower side of her face. She was from Texas residential school for the Deaf. She was short. I was in third or fourth grade about nine or ten years old. Looking back, I wondered Why we were the same height? Now, I realize she was a midget. Her hair was long braided all the way to the top, which made her seem taller. Instead of resting her feet on the wooden foot platform at her desk she would move it aside for her legs to dangle. She also had a similar one for the blackboard, but like the previous one she would also move it aside, which made her shorter and more difficult to see. We had it to stand up on top of our desk to see her better. She also had a special wooden stick with chalk in the end. She was very skilled at writing on the board with it. The class was not allowed to touch it only she was. If we wanted to write on the board, we had to first get the

Like Dr.Jones' two students Jill and Jack, he meet them one by one, Jill said:" I had some trouble and couldn't keep up ,so I got a F. But I want you to know that that book we were discussing, really got me thinking. I finished reading it after the semester was over" that is what's she got, she got the knowledge for thinking but got a F grade. Another student Jack said:"I had your class last fall, got an A. I really need that A and a studied really hard. I'm glad i don't have to take your final today, because I don't think i'd get a single answer right" look at what's he got, it's just an A and nothing. For me, if I want to pass the physical class, only I need is just work out the question in book and remember the answer and method, I don’t have to know how the established law of physical work in our life. I do know the law in paper but I can’t use it. Which one is successful for the teacher? not me or Jack, is Jill. She" learning experience in the class and continued after the class was over, changed her understanding", what she got is the skill of learning but not the knowledge or some grade. Another simple example for the teacher’s teach in class, there is an apple in front of you with an axe, a knife and a mace, they will tell you direct the knife is the most easier tool for cut the apple, but not let you to try out it by yourself. What you learn is just the knowledge and the method but we don’t learn the

During my high school years, there were several teachers that I encountered. However, there was one teacher whom I shall never forget. In fact, he would be very difficult to forget, even if he were only remembered for his size, for he was an enormous man. His name is Anthony Sweeney of “Sugar Butty” my third form math teacher. To this point, I never knew the exact reason for such name but all students referred to him in such manner. He was six feet five inches tall and towered over us like a giant and he weighed over three hundred pounds. I never discovered his exact age, but, he must have been no more than forty, even though his hair had turned grey relatively early on, and there was a smooth shiny bald patch on the crown of his head. But, it is not just for his size that I remembered him. In fact, one of the things with I remembered distinctively was his sudden change in temper. One moment he would be very jovial and pleasant to speak to in class, and the next he would shout violently at some timid student who was merely looking through the window or he would become very mean and impatient with his students. For these reason, he became my absolute worst teacher.