Personal Narrative: Tutoring

School can teach you how to read, write, multiply or divide, but it won’t teach you how to handle death, work, or life outside the classroom. Some people can handle these situations, but others struggle for days, months, or even years. A life changing moment can teach you something for the good or the bad.

I managed to fail a few of my test due to failing to study the day before. My teacher where outraged and kept me for tutoring to try and bring my grades up. That was a tough time for me back then since I was always bullied at school. I was so ashamed in myself that set a goal to get commended in one of my 5th grade STAAR test. I began to focus more on subjects I was most confused in such as math. I came to every day tutoring was held, and I managed to arrive early in the morning to work on homework that was due late. Weeks and weeks of doing homework and sleep deprivation only managed to get me to a 70-82 in the weekly tests given during the time. I soon began

As the famous Eleanor Roosevelt Once said, “You must do the thing you think you cannot do.” This is very true to my story. When I was little I thought that I would always go to my charter school, LCCS until I graduated to high school. I never thought that I would change schools, that thought never entered my mind until I heard about the Advanced Enrichment Program. Then all my visions of what it would be like to stay at LCCS were thrown out the window and I transferred all my effort into preparing to take the test to get in. This the story of how I tried my best to get in, even though I thought I couldn’t do it.

Today, I went to Glenwood Leadership Academy before my scheduled tutoring time because I had got word that it was going to be cancelled. Therefore, I went during school hours to get my scheduled time in. It was interesting to go to the school whenever school was still in session because it was a completely different atmosphere. The second grade classroom I worked with had many students with IEP’s. It was interesting to see how the school day went. The teacher explained to me that she was absolutely drained from the class, but she never gave up. That is the kind of motivation I hope to one day have as a future educator. During the hour I was there, I got to go around the room and help the students with math. I also worked today with

In the fifth grade at Britton Elementary we had a ballroom class disguised as a mentoring program. Not only did we learn how to salsa and waltz but we also learned how to respect and take in leadership. The guys had to come to the girl and ask her the proper way to dance and the girl had to politely say yes. This is how we started class everyday. In December of 2008 we performed at Rose State College and had a wonderful time.

Last Sunday, I glimpsed at death's grotesque face, while also learning a valuable lesson. The day began normally, with me waking up and doing my normal routine. It all started, however, when I went to my Sunday tutoring center (I go there for preparation to get into a prestigious school). The center worked like a school, with many students and different tutors for different subjects. I had been going there for a month now, but no other day felt as unsettling as that day.

To begin, this experience was amazing. I learned so much about children’s literacy, and I even saw growth in the 4 weeks I worked with my student, which also made this experience rewarding. I believe this tutoring experience helped me as a future teacher, but also helped the student I was tutoring. At the beginning of the program the student struggles greatly with fluency, all the aspects of it. The student stumbled over words, read words that were not there, had trouble “thinking out” words, and read with no prosody. The first week was spent getting to know the child and what troubles the child faced when reading. Once the second week came around we worked on a phonics review of beginning and ending blends. The student seemed to know the beginning blends but struggled with the ending blends so we spent

Later that day, after the worst day of school ever was over, Isabella climbed into her car and headed to the coffee shop. She ordered her coffee and so did Samantha. The two girls then went and sat down.

Danielle: 3 because she seemed too needy. I found myself being too repetitive with instructions and suggestions that were self-explanatory. I am not discrediting her intellectual ability in anyway but she seemed too disoriented than I would have liked to be. I will commend her for taking the initiative to meeting with me outside of the classroom because I initially approach this assignment with an independent mindset.

I was born in the Caribbean not until I was nine years old that I move to the USA. Growing up in the US was not easy for me, because having to learn English was so hard that at time make me regret my mom did that to e but i found a way to make it easy for me when I surrounded myself with friend that did not speak my language for me learn it faster way to learn because for me to communicate back to them i have to try my best,I felt left out being unable to understand what the teacher was saying I and the fun the kids was having was not the type of game I’m used to was hard but I learned faster that way because I motivate myself to be able to learn fast enough to be able to participate with my class in their activities.

My substitute teacher, Mrs. Johanson, was awesome. We were My class was lucky that our real teacher, Mrs. Vanderlip, was having a baby. If she didn’t we wouldn’t have helped our school. Anyway, Mrs. Johanson was cool. She challenged us to the point that we chose the challenge over the easy. She pushed us to be our best and to have fun doing it. She did get us side tracked just a bit but then she got us caught up by the end of the week, sometimes we’d even been ahead of the other classes. She was awesome.

During my tutoring session on Monday I was not able to get through everything that I had planned. I do not know if it was because my student was late getting out of lunch or because he was nervous having Emily there to observe our tutoring session. Even though it did not go as planned, it all worked out the way it was supposed to. I started the session by going over sight words with my buddy. We went over seven of the sight words that he missed last week. These words were: fast, found, which, gave, call, made, and these. The only two words that he missed were made and these. After going over the sight words, I gave my student a sticker and told him how proud I was of him. This week my buddy said that he wanted to read a dinosaur book, luckily

Imagine falling of a chair. Not that bad right? Now, imagine falling of a chair in front of the whole cafeteria. Funny? Yes. Painful? Definitely. So embarrassing that you hid in your teacher’s classroom for the remaining time of the school day? Sounds like me! After many years of mental preparation, physiological therapy, and complete avoidance of using chairs in front of others, I was finally able to overcome my tragedy. Like every other day, I ardently waited for lunch time to arrive. As soon as the bell rang, I ran to the cafeteria. I sat, I ate, and just when I was about to throw my food away…

This week was a short week again for me. Monday was a holiday and Wednesday I went to a training. The training was about individualized education program (IEP) procedures. It was really helpful because I am usually at those meeting at the school, so it was good that know I have more information about it. I went back to my school site on Friday. I had an agenda prepared to see the students I thought needed me the most on friday. However, I ended up talking to different kids. I was excited because one of my students was doing amazing and was using some of the strategies that we talked about to recognize the triggers and calm down before having an episode. However, when I went back on Friday, I read an email that that student was having a bad

When I was in sixth grade, I could not understand English at all. So I could not do homeworks by myself. My parents were worried about it and they asked Dr. Browning , who was the ESOL teacher, for help. She suggested to do the tutoring with Mrs.Adams.