Mr. Escalante shows examples of being a good / bad teacher in the following scenes
SCENE 1- Bad Yet Good Teaching. (Andrew)
This scene took place on school grounds not in the classroom, the leader of the group was in a fight and not winning, Angel sees this fight and runs out to join and back his friend up. While on his way out to help his friend Jaime grabs him and holds him back with struggle coming from angel trying to break free. Jaime then proceeds to tell the students to go get help and grab another teacher. Escalante breaks the rules of the educational system by intervening in the fight going against teacher code, yet shows his good teaching by helping Angel not get involved in any trouble. You can really tell he wants the best from his students in this scene, basically showing and letting Angel know that he can do better than to stoop to that level.
SCENE 2-Word Problems, Good Teaching. (Annika)
This scene took place in the classroom, Jaime asks the class to read the board aloud getting students to participate. The word problem uses students names and how many girlfriends they have making fun of them for more student interactions. As soon as the class started reading aloud the principle and another teacher enter the room, Angel had followed in as well and the class as a whole says, "laaaaaatteeee, late" Escalante tells them to calm down and try to solve the problem on the board asking multiple people to step up and speak out, 99% of the students didn't answer it correctly until Ana walks in the door and explains what the words on the board were trying to say and answers the word problem correctly. As soon as she walked in Jaime smiled and said, "Glad to have you back" and then proceeds to tell the class how it's not that they're stupid, but they don't know how to learn it yet. This shows good teaching in that it gives students a new challenge with personal connection.
SCENE 3- Apple Scene. Good Teaching (Megan)
This scene took place in the classroom , the whole class was in their seats and they are making fun of Mr. Escalante having a chef apron and hat on. He holds up his butcher knife and an apple and slams it down on the cutting board getting the whole classes attention. He then walks around putting different slices and parts of the apples on each students desk and asked them what they had. Some answered with joking answers saying that they have a "core" and an "apple" and others answered with fractions, Ana answered with a percentage, trying to get the class to engage in what percent or fraction of the apple that they have. This is good teaching in that he actively participated in the class activity and got the class to participate as well, he really tries to get his students to engage and see that math really isn't that hard if you think about it, it just comes to you.
Thursday, October 24, 2013
Tuesday, October 22, 2013
Final Draft Educational Narrative.

My experience will last a lifetime in my eyes, not everyone gets
wrapped up to the extent of peer pressure that lands you in jail, and comes out
on top and on the fast track to success. I was once told by the Sargent of
Suquamish Police Department, “The
children who get in trouble with the judicial system earlier in life are
normally the ones who learn from it, come out with their head on their shoulders.
As opposed to the mid to elder age that get in trouble with the law, typically
have more or less a troubled future. “ I’m sure many people have proved that
statement as incorrect, yet being that the extent of my committed offense was
not damaging, nor stealing, other than a mere trespassing, I still learned a
very valuable lesson.
It all started one night I had received a text message asking me
to sneak out my bedroom window and wear all black. I had no idea as to what we
were doing, but was already nervous due to the fact I had never snuck out of my
house before this moment. In the pitch black of the night I find myself in a
parked car in the woods not a clue as to where we are. We all get out of the
car and walk to the brand new high school, the group wanted to “have some fun”.
Next comes the ninja rope, which was thrown up on the top of the building only
to climb up the side of the building onto the roof. As of then my mind was flooding with thoughts
of delinquency and imprisonment, I was too afraid to call my parents as I was
in fear of getting in trouble. We open the door on the roof, climb down the
ladder, and we’re in.
As soon as we entered the school, members of the group
immediately start rolling around in garbage cans in a childish manner. I on the
other hand proceeded to sit against the wall like a frightened puppy while
falling subject to this foolishness. I ask myself, is this worth getting in
trouble for? I should probably call my
parents.. Yet no, I stay. I stay for fear of waking up my parents at two
o’clock in the morning, for a little hope that the authorities will not come
and take us away. Looking up at the entrance of the school I see a car outside,
I look closer and it appears to be a police car. Thoughts of anxiety and dismay
overwhelm me as we run back up to the roof. One of the members of the group had
in his possession a police scanner as well as a hack saw and multiple other
items which I have forgotten due to how long ago this occurred, in the bag that
he had brought. Which made it seem like we were trying to burglarize the place.
One second I find myself and the others hiding in a heating room
on the roof waiting for the police to go away, the next second I remember being
pulled out of the heat duct with everyone else at gunpoint, with police dogs,
all the lights from the fire truck that were used to lift the officers onto the
roof. We go back inside from the point of entry on the rooftop and are all
handcuffed and taken to the prison.
Upon entering the jail I was fingerprinted, had my picture
taken, stripped down to my skivvies, searched from head to toe, had to take a
cold shower, put on an orange jump suit, give them my clothes and phone,
everything. It was not a lovely sight for me and it was a real eye opener. A call
was made to my parents that their daughter was in prison and they needed to
come pick her up, my parents went into my room to tell me they were going to
pick up my sister from jail only to find pillows stuffed under my sheets and
their oh so innocent daughter, not in her bed.. So what did my parents do? They
called the jail back, told them to leave me there, teach me lesson, and scare
me into never doing it again. They didn’t end up putting me in a cell right
away, they put me in their holding room over night, they told me I didn’t seem
like I belonged there. There were three days before my 16th birthday
and I remained in a cell until that day. Needless to say I didn’t receive any
gifts or presents for my birthday, but I understood. I had my phone, computer,
life taken away and was nearly estranged by my parents, I felt like such a
disappointment, but it really taught me a great lesson in life and when you
make mistakes like I did, you have to suffer the consequences.
Returning back to school I found that I had been removed from
all my classes because I hadn’t been for three days with no calls or anything,
just vanished within the blink of an eye. A newspaper article was posted that
week about the incident with no names mentioned but it stated that a 15-year-old
minor was with a group of 18-year-old kids and told the whole story. Being that
I was so embarrassed, I didn’t want to tell a soul about my disgrace of a
mistake I had made. Come to my surprise someone cared enough to read the
newspaper and put two and two together, and confront me about the situation. My
athletic medicine teacher called me into his office the day of my return and
asked me straight forward, “what’s going on, Megan. I’m guessing that was you I
read about in the paper so tell me, what were you thinking?” He went on to ask
me what I am going to do with my future and what am I interested in, giving me
some parental and teacher-ly advice, we talked longer and decided that since I
have always been a fan of medicine I would/ should go to nursing school.

This experience was a slap in the face to get my act together. It
worked; I am so grateful that I finally have my foot in the door and am working
as a CNA (Certified Nursing Assistant) with Martha and Mary Health and Rehab. I
am also applying for nursing schools around the state of Washington. I am
devoted to school and working towards a greater future. I learned a very
valuable lesson.
Audre Lorde
Lorde illustrates the teachers as misunderstanding of her, they didn't treat her very well, they threatened her to tell her mother.. her mother didn't come off to be very caring about the situation... I think she learned the hard way by getting in trouble so much but it turned out to be the best for her because they pushed and pushed her to do better but not necessarily in the right way, i remember hearing of dunce caps before, the story is very touching.
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