Teachers should give them extra credit they can still have a chance at passing the class. For instance some students fail their class because of the teacher. Even though it’s rare for a teacher to not tell a student his grade once, it still happens. A student in science class thought he had a C for the whole semester and one week before finals the teacher had just told him that he was failing this class. Like a normal human being the student started to panic.
Kids of any age will try to convince their parents that they are sick so they don’t have to go to school for the day and hate school. “Little Rock Nine”, on the other hand, actually valued their education. They literally put their lives on the line to go to Central High School and learn. Sure some people sometimes travel three or more hours to get to school but to have to deal with a riot everyday and be criticized for how they look is just cruel. Kids these days have no idea how hard life was back then, even the African American student haven’t a clue to how harsh life was, not just in Central High School but their lives in general were always being tortured.
Thesis: Many pieces of literature reveal the theme of bullying such as; Please Stop Laughing At Me by Jodee Blanco, but people should look for something good in others instead of the bad will make differences. Bullying has been going on for years and not only in school but also all over. When is it ever going to stop and look for something good in someone instead of the bad things? Going to school should be exciting, seeing your friends and learning new things, but for some it’s the worst part of their day. Going to school shouldn’t be a punishment.
“A Minnesota teacher of seventh and ninth grades says that she has to spend extra time in class editing papers and must 'explicitly' remind her students that is is not acceptable to use text slang and abbreviations in writing” (Cullington 89). Also, “many complain that because texting does not stress the importance of punctuation, students are neglecting it in their formal writing” (Cullington 89). These points are valid, but the evidence is limited because it is based on a few personal experiences, rather then a large study with much more research.
She states multiple times that the children within the education system are being cheated every day because they are not being forced to read more difficult books. “Such benefits are denied to the young reader exposed only to books with banal, simple-minded moral equations as well as to the student encouraged to come up with reductive, wrong-headed readings of mulitlayered texts” (Prose 97). The reader can blatantly see that Prose thinks negatively of the high school curriculum that today's students face. It seems clear that Prose does not want to hide her personal view or feelings, so she starts her essay out in a way that we do not have to read between the lines to get a sense of how she feels about what she is writing. She uses more emotional language when she says, "The intense loyalty adults harbor for books first encountered in youth is one probable reason for the otherwise baffling longevity of vintage mediocre novels, books that teachers may themselves have read in adolescence"(Prose
They assume that I will be like other Department of Children and Families service workers and treat them in a hateful disrespectful manner. But in fact, I am not like that at all, my mother always taught me to treat others like I would like to be treated, and I have lived by this rule my whole life. Those who know me know that I am probably one of the least hateful people you will meet in your life, I do not like conflict, and therefore I try to avoid it at all costs. I consider this stereotype to be very hurtful and it has caused damage to my health in all ways such as overeating, and being depressed all the time. My depression got so bad that at one time in my life all I wanted to do was sleep my life away, luckily the support from my family helped me to realize that I am not a hateful person and that I need not listen this stereotype.
My ninth grade was pretty cool until the last week of school I let my mouth get the best of me and said some things that I really should’ve not said and because I did I earned the next semester at the alternative school. When school started back I was very sad because I had to go to the “bad” school with all the “bad” kids and I was very nervous. Once I got there it was pretty cool and I really enjoyed it because the classes were smaller and you got more one on one help. My grades went up and my mom decided that I should spend the rest of the year there, which really messed me up because they did not offer any elective classes only the basics . My eleventh grade year was also a disaster because of the struggle of passing my biology state test and I was really distracted and just wanted to go back to the alternative school but my mom and the principle would not send me back.
Everybody was laughing and having fun and I felt like I wanted to be there with my classmates and not in the cold, obscure room with the math teacher. I wanted to be like everybody else I did not want to go to school and be in the classroom alone while my classmates were having so much fun! Of course, my parents had to go to school the next day and my grades were affected as well. That was an unpleasant day for many of us but we learned a lesson: sometimes it’s very easy to be like everybody else around you but it’s harder to make your own decision that can help you to reach higher goals in life without falling victim to bandwagon
I’m a well-eddicated lady and I’m trying to revolutionise this school with my teaching, but it isn’t going to be possible if I can’t get control of a class of six year olds. I know, sir, don’t give up; I suppose the kids mean well. Though their pity makes me angry, I appreciate their comforting gestures. I guess that I will just press on. That’s all we can do in this day and
Even though it seems as the easy way out, I need to stop this procrastination that has been with me or my future will not look too promising. When I attended Sweetwater Union High School, this is where my procrastination began as a student. Starting in 11th grade is when I began slacking off and becoming lazy due to the fact that I always knew I was going to graduate high school any way. Having that