Y/N: A Short Story

The rooms were inviting, and the students were engaged in learning. I quickly noticed that having a positive, and inviting classroom environment is of upmost importance for successful student learning. As the students walked through the second grade classroom they were greeted with a hug. When the students’ finished their morning work, the chimes signaled the students to line up, and transition to their first class of the day which is Science. This is where I was able to observe both Mrs. Stanford, and Mrs. Taylor

Ernie has always been a little messed up, he has lived in Missouri for the 32 long years of his life. On the day that changed his life forever, November 22, 1996. Him and his family were driving to the mall and they got into an accident. His Mom and Dad both died and Ernie was very depressed. He got the notes, of what made the car accident happen, an inspection failure with the Engine. He did not know what to do with his life. He almost committed suicide, but then out of rage, the decided he was going to make the person who caused the car accident. He went searching for months, and finally came to the conclusion that the person that last assessed the car was Eddie Thompson.

"Settle down, all of you, and pass your assignments to the front of the class," he said, removing his jacket. Emelie reached into her hot pink binder and pulled out the worksheet she'd finished just minutes before. It was crumpled and rushed, and she hoped Carlisle wouldn't notice that there were clearly two distinct sets of handwriting on the page.

At the end of the day, this new teacher sits down at her desk – for what seems like the first time that day and begins to reflect back on the

Look stop trying. Talk me out or this bounty.” I give two shits what they use you for. I ain’t got caps and I need them. So unless ya payin more I don’t want to hear it.” Nyame shoved the large bulky male in to the shabby, makeshift bar. The man was taller than her, so she cautiously kept the warned out double barrel deep into his spine. Although it had proven useless when it came to this bounty. The man clearly knew he was wanted alive; so he tested her strength every damn chance he got. The first time he tried was when she attempted to arrest him on the outskirts of another town.

Greetings! Welcome back to TCMS. Welcome to this class. Mr. Braswell is your teacher. We will use SCHOOLOGY.COM and TYPING.COM to complete and/or submit many of the learning assignments in this course. Be sure to record your USERNAMES and PASSWORDS in a safe and confidential location. You can also access SCHOOLOGY.COM and TYPING.COM from any computer in the world that has an Internet connection. So, you can work from many locations. Please make sure that you bring your school supplies each time that we meet for class. On your first day of class, you have DAILY 1 to complete as your first daily grade. You also have HOMEWORK 1 to complete as your first homework. These two items are designed to help you to gain confidence in using SCHOOLOGY.COM

Sally withdrew her hand from the door and raised it above her head as the teacher asked a question from a book she read “Snowy day” by Ezra

“Well then.” I muttered, scanning through the packet. “It basically says half of our grade is the written story plot, and the other half is our graphic novel. Anyone got any ideas to get started?”

The typical paper rustling and student whispering commended while Damien led me to the back of the classroom where there was a wall of cabinets. He opened one that had the number "12" in silver on it. The cabinet contained neat, wide shelves filled with textbooks and supplies.

Heading to her final class for the day, Sanika is frozen in her tracks as she catches a glimpse of Nyoki, her breathing becoming tapered, she reach for her chest as it begins tightening, she starts feeling . *Will he be understanding of my situation? Please be okay with working together around my schedule!* she thought as she watched Nyoki and Brendan walking to class. "How was class Sanika? Was Nyoki mean to you?" At the mention of Nyoki's name Sanika lost her train of thought, turning around she saw Miki. "Huh, the class was great and Nyoki let me borrow a pencil, so I can not say he was mean to me in the least bit, but I did happen to get paired with him for our first assignment!" Sanika said hiding her anxiety looking back out the window.

You have no need of my name,” he told her as he pivoted on his heel and walked out.

"Uh, have you looked over these?" Macy shrugged. "I glanced at them I have a lot of work to do; besides I just pick them up today." Chin put the drawing in front of her. "Look at

In a cruel world, the perfect mess, a mess only one person can end… Ylan!

Thirty-six desks were placed in six rows of six and each one faced the SMART board awaiting the third block seniors to come in for their government class. The adjacent cement walls had no artwork, posters, or examples of student success. In a list of three, the only whiteboard contained the class’ plan for the day, but the faded green marker rendered it indecipherable from across the room. The objectives were, “1. CNN News, 2. Begin Chapter 3 Vocabulary, 3. Preamble,” with no explanation or elaboration. From the back of the room, a screen separated the government class from another history class. There had been chatter echoing

“Your wish is my command.” The rock snapped and a real bulldozer fell from the sky. “Goodbye Clark. I hope you learned your lesson. Be more specific!” The Rock winked and then vanished.