Three scenes of good teaching (group)

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.

Final Draft Educational Narrative.

Peer Pressure- noun; Influence from members of ones peer group. As I’m sure everyone knows what peer pressure is and what it does to the younger aged members of the high school education years. Most people choose to stay out of peer pressure, while others fall subject to the mistakes that can be led from it.

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 16^th 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.

I learned that peer pressure is never a good thing unless they are pressuring you to do better in your schooling or in your life. It was also hard on me because my family had expected so much more from me to do better in life and I had simply just made one mistake and hung out with the wrong crowd for a week or so. I learned that even if life brings you down a road of confusion, and pressure, that anyone and everyone could better their lives and get on the path to greatness by doing what they love. I have my athletic medicine teacher to thank for having faith in me that I could and would do better things in life. This experience, advice, and support, helped me choose my career path and pushed me to do better in my schooling.. If it weren't for my teacher I probably would still be with the wrong crowd of people and be partying every weekend in college and not doing my homework instead of focusing on my long-term goal of medicine. I am so happy to finally have my path figured out, anything can happen I just have to keep my eyes open and subject to anything life throws at me.

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.

How Schools Kill Creativity- Ken Robinson

•  NOTES ON VIDEO
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• Creativity is as important of an education as literacy
• Speaking of a little girl drawing a picture of god and the teacher says but no one knows what god looks like and the little girl replies, "They will in a minute"
•  If you're not prepared to be wrong you will never come up with anything original
•  Kids have become frightened of being wrong
•  All children are born artists and they grow out of it, the goal is to remain an artist
• We don't grow into creativity we are born out of it.
• Math, humanities, and the bottom are the arts
•  No public education system before the 19th century
•  Many highly talented brilliant people think they're not.
• Suddenly degrees aren't anything
•  Kids with degrees are heading home to carry on video games because academic inflation, now the degree you need is a masters or now the degree you need is a doctorate degree.
•  Intelligence is diverse, dynamic, distinct
• If a man speaks his mind in a forest and no one or woman hears him, is he still wrong?
• Rethink the fundamental principles that we are teaching our children
• See our children for the hope that they are
• We may not see this future but they will, and our job is to make something of it.

What do I think makes for good teaching?

I think that in order to be a good teacher you need to not necessarily act like you're there to teach people but to help them gain a better understanding for what you're trying to teach, one of my favorite classes in high school was creative writing because the teacher not only was open minded and willing to help out with anything he let us write about anything we wanted yet told us the main things he was trying to teach us about what we were writing. I feel like some teachers act as if we are burdening them by asking tons of questions about the topics that are being taught. for example i had a teacher who is very very smart man but his attitude scared most of the students and his teaching was very hard, i feel like if i hadn't gone through athletic medicine in high school and learned everything i learned i would never EVER have been able to pass his class. The tests were ridiculous and when i say ridiculous i mean it! i read every single chapter in that book and took so many notes, yet EVERY test would have questions on little things in between the lines.. even the study guide given out was just a "STUDY....GUIDE" its not what will be on the test. I mean.... he is a brilliant man and i loved the classes, but he also made people who answered his questions feel stupid if they were wrong, instead of asking well what made you think that? or i can see your reasoning for that but unfortunately something else, teachers now days scare the living crap out of me and everyone else in the class. instead of being there for the students and helping them understand it more.

Main Thing I want my readers to understand about my experience

I'm just sayin' the point I was trying to get across to everyone by my educational experience was to let people know my lesson learned which was to not follow peer pressure, speak your mind about things, don't let people influence you into doing something you don't want to do. In my case, I fell subject to it and it landed me in jail, at fifteen years old. Shame if you ask me.

Educational Experience Pt.1

     My experience will last a lifetime in my eyes, not everyone gets wrapped up in that extent of peer pressure and comes out on top and on the fast track to success. I was once told that the children whom 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 that kind of troubled future. Not necessarily though just a statement that I was once told by the Sergeant of Suquamish Police Department. Being that the extent of my committed offense was not damaging, nor stealing, or doing anything of the sort, other than a mere trespassing, still not good- but being that it wasn't as big of a crime to an extent.. I learned a lot from the experience, I learned that peer pressure is never a good thing unless they are pressuring you to do better in your schooling or in your life. It was hard on me because my family had expected so much more from me to do better things and I had simply just made one mistake and hung out with the wrong crowd for a week or so.

     I learned that even if life brings you down a road of confusion, and pressure, that anyone and everyone could better their lives and get on a great path to doing what they love. I have my athletic medicine teacher to thank for having faith in me that I can and will do better things in life and helped me choose my career path and pushed me to do better in my schooling.. If it weren't for him I probably would still be with the wrong crowd of people and be partying every weekend in college and not doing my homework instead of focusing on my long-term goal of medicine. I am so happy to finally have my path figured out, anything can happen I just have to keep these eyes open and subject to anything life throws at me.

     Peer Pressure- noun; Influence from members of ones peer group, as I’m sure everyone knows what peer pressure is and what it does to the younger aged people in the high school education years. Most people choose to stay out of peer pressure while others fall subject to the mistakes that can be led from it. It all started one night when I 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 a new high school, the group wanting to “have some fun”, we throw a ninja rope up on the top of the building and climb up the side of the building. My mind 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 and climb down the ladder, we’re in.

     As soon as we entered the school, the members of the group immediately start rolling around in garbage cans in a childish manner. I proceed by sitting 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 also obtained a police scanner and had multiple things of which I have forgotten due to how long ago this was, 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 room with everyone else at gunpoint, the police dogs being there, 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 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 I wasn’t in bed. So what my parents did is they called the jail back, and told them to leave me there, teach her a lesson, scare her into never doing it again. They didn’t put me in a cell right away they just put me in their holding room which had a bed, they told me I didn’t seem like I belonged there. There were three days before my 16^th birthday and it just so happens that I remained in the cell until the day of my birthday and needless to say I didn’t receive any gifts or presents for my birthday either, I had my phone, computer, life taken away and was estranged by my parents, it really taught me a great lesson in life and when you make mistakes you have to suffer the consequences.

     Upon 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. A newspaper article was posted 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. Embarrassing, I didn’t want to tell a soul about my disgrace of a mistake I had made. Surprising that 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 that day 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. We talked longer and decided that since I have always been a fan of medicine I would want to go to nursing school.

     I am so glad in the end that I was able to have an experience like I did because it really did teach me a life lesson, it was more of a slap in the face, get your act together Megan. Well it worked, I am so happy that I am working as a CAN with my foot in the door, applying for nursing schools around the state of Washington, after nursing school I am determined to go to med school, I really want to be a general surgeon, yet the heart fascinates me and I loved learning about it and the way the blood flows throughout the body, I will know more as I progress but for now I am devoted to school and working towards a greater future. I learned a very valuable lesson.

Cheers, Educational Experience

I prefer to not type out the beginning of my narrative until I have more time to revise and fix on paper.

My educational experience is about my time spent in high school and getting involved with the wrong people, peer pressure, bad decisions, jail time, as well as how returning back to school helped me to change my future and be determined to work with medicine, all thanks to one teacher who cared enough about his students that he only wanted the best from them.