A handful of students mouthed off about how their junior English teacher, Mrs. Thornton, hardly ever gave out hard assignments. As class went on Mandrell was pelted with more and more complaints about how her class was stressing the students to a level where they could not really focus on their assignments. All the class came together in unison and agreed that she was assigning them too much work. After some serious thought Mandrell concluded that maybe a change in the way the class was taught would release some of the stress put on the students and take away the worries of focusing on grades (380). After Mandrell was burdened with the complaints of her class, she went home to meditate on the day’s new found conclusion: the students thought her class was a nightmare.
I was came across one old high school friend and asked them why I always have to be the one to find out how she’s doing. She gave me the same answer most people give “I’ve been busy.” I then wrote “I see why you don’t have that many friends left.” I acted as an ego buster because I made her feel bad about herself. I was aware that it would make her feel bad in some way but I never really paid attention to the fact that it would affect her ego in a negative way. Part 5 Ego boosters and Ego busters play a major role in shaping the self-concept. Humans learn who they are and how to act by feedback from the peer group and significant others.
My friends are constantly asking why I care what others think and I still haven’t really figured that out yet. Maybe it’s because of my insecurities, or because all I really want is to accepted. I guess a lot of factors and life experiences contribute to how I feel about others opinions. Everyone is like that; they act and treat people certain ways for different reasons. Every one acts the way they do because of something that has happened in their life.
That day when the women came to speak, and class was over, I put myself in her shoes see what she went thru; it is hard to try to talk over like 30 kids in one room. I felted so bad I wanted to apologize to the woman but I was too late. I was paying attention; I wanted to tell her that I am sorry for how my classmates acted with no self-control. That we mad the LPP program have a bad name. I bet now she does not want to come back because of our behavior, and the way we acted like
People also tell me that I have a mental problem and that could be one of the reason I can’t get a job. I have mix emotions I can get real mad and stressed out that I will think of bad things to do to myself just to release the stress. I know it’s not good but anger problems runs in my family but I try to control it sometimes it work and other times it don’t. I am drug free I don’t even be around it any more. I am struggling trying to take care of my family without losing my family.
Presumptive Stereotyping and its Troubles Presumptive Stereotyping and its Troubles Three stereotypes that people have about me are that I am hateful, a know-it-all, and unable to learn. I have experienced and accomplished many things throughout my lifetime and because of my experiences and accomplishments people make assumptions about me that are very untrue and, if these people were to get to know me they too would also know that these things are untrue. One stereotype that people have assumed is that I am hateful; they believe this because I am a volunteer to speak up for children who have been abused and mistreated in a court of law, (a.k.a. Guardian Ad Litem). They assume that I will be like other Department of Children and Families service workers and treat them in a hateful disrespectful manner.
She started to get frightened more often even for her, that was hard because she was living alone at that point this made us very worried about her. Then one day she asked her son Charles if she could move in with him
There, I was constantly bothered by other students because I dressed differently. My parents couldn’t afford to buy me name brand shoes or clothes. I was ashamed to go to school at times. I cried a lot for the ridicule that other students had on me. Even though that was my past, Camden High School
I tried to keep focus but my solitude was starting to become unbearable. Yes there were many students around but they all seemed to have their own network since they knew their classmates from their previous schools while all of my friends were in regular ed classes. I started to rebel and slacked off so much that teachers began to wonder why i was in a advanced class since they thought i couldn't hack their work load when in reality all i wanted to do was be placed in regular ed just to be with my friends. Odd and dumb reason, i know but I didn't know that at the time. Eventually I was moved from classes due to my insubordination and i was content at the time.
I have two sisters and one brother. In my past life I have experienced great turmoil and distress in various areas of my life but I have overcome them. One of the greatest tragedies I had to overcome in my youth was the arguing, fighting, and constant separating between my parents. My father was an alcoholic and this led my mother to be the sole care taker of us the best that she could. They would argue and fight so much that we would just sit in our rooms and listen to the hustle and bustle of things being thrown down and knocked over by them.