Blog #4

Read-Aloud

The Very Sleepy Pig by John Malam was my favorite book this week because of the importance it holds with Mae and her life. I admire her so much because of the strength she has to have went through so many changes that she has throughout her life, and it really was nice to get almost a glimpse into her childhood when she read it to us. The book was very cute. The Little Engine That Could by Watty Piper also hit home a lot. Even though it’s a well known tale, sometimes I need a reminder that I can keep going as long as I believe I can. Nya did a wonderful job conveying that through her reading.

Learning Experiences

Phillip Perry’s article about knowing about neurological development actually hit home a little while I was reading. It seems as if a lot of problems within our society could be changed and fixed if parents really took the time to examine the stages of neurological development. I know all students are different, but there is a way to keep track of knowing their general thought process throughout their childhood.

Quote of the Week

“If Reagan can eat steak, then so can we.”

John Fanning, My late grandfather.
I chose this quote because it was a mantra my father remembered as he grew up, letting him know that he can achieve greatness just like anyone else.

Observations

This week I saw another teaching mechanism I didn’t particularly like. I’ll call them “Mrs. Pickle” like Mrs. Jackson told us to when it’s about a teacher we had a bad experience with. They seem to always find a way to find something that a student is doing wrong in the library. Someone could look lost or looking for something as they enter, and Mrs. Pickle will automatically assert with a snarl-like tone: “Do you have a pass? Well you need to leave.” I know teachers need to oversee the area and make sure the school is running smoothly, but her attitude is never a pleasant one when doing this, and I hope I don’t acquire that when I become a leader.

Reflections

This week I’m realizing just how busy next year is going to be for me, and that’s disregarding the rest of the tasks I have to complete this year. The funny thing is I’m not scared, just overly tired. I’m tired of all the assignments, the questions of who I want to be, who I’m interested in, and the question of whether I’ll be successful. I wish I could just press a button and I’ll be in the place I want to be in life already.