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Advisory Room Assignments
Room 504- Baird+Menasion
Room 520- Garvey
Room 521- Miles
Room 501- Kay+Hirschfield
Advisory..........8:15 - 8:30 am
Session 1........8:35 - 9:25 am
Session 2 .......9:30 - 10:20 am
Session 3.....10:25 - 11:15 amSession 4.....11:20 - 12:10 pm
The SLA kids were awesome yesterday. Leo Levy, Jordan McLaughlin, Mia Weathers-Fowler, Amy Chen, Goldie Robins and Taylor Thomas were articulate, powerful and magnificent. They worked so hard and did SLA proud.
SLA parents were also amazing. Anne Bigler, Arden Kass, Liz Hersh, Laura Schwingel, and Denise Larabee came through in each and every way. Anne and Arden especially did a heavy lift in pulling together the letters excerpts, designing the posters and producing the "program" of our press event. The event would NOT have happened without them.
It's an honor to be associated with such dedicated students and parents!
Thank you to everyone at SLA who made yesterday possible!
One of SLA’s core values are to be able to reflect on the work you have done. This year I done this have more than your fingers and toes can count, projects that I am proud to call mine. But as a struggling student there are also work which is not good, but it have helped me get to the good ones. I have jumped from poetry to sweatshops nearly everything in the past months of working with Mr.Block. The best part of it I didn’t write for a grade I wrote to express what I was feeling.
One day I wrote a journal entry answering a question that was always going threw my head. On the board of our english journal read “Why do humans so often treat each others badly? And .... What different thing change this cycle of negative behavior towards others.” As a child growing up in the 90’s generation I have to deal with those who judge others a lot. I always wonder why something that someone else is doing affects someone else. The kids I have to grow up with leaves me with questions I do not even know if there is an answer to. Something I was raised around is “Sticks and stones may break your bone, but words will never hurt.” I had a mouth full of things to write down for this journal! One of the ones I loved. (To read everything I wrote you can click here (English Journal 6 ) )
Thew out this year I have learned a general understanding that can make my life easier. The grades you receive never reflect your intelligence, It reflects your work ethic. To me this means that I have way more understanding on something I just don’t express it. I maybe one of the nerves writes I know. I have that general understanding on a topic, but sometimes I don’t always know how to express it. As I grow and I reach my college education level I now know I need to express myself a little more. For my younger cousins and or any other younger person I would love to them to know
I would never imagining learning so much from a teacher who teaching me two different subjects. Mr. Block is my wonderful history and english teacher. Mr.Block has help me open my eyes in the world in such ways you wouldn't believe it. This has left me with not only understandings on the world but on my own work. As a student who has had a tough time in english and history I would never expect there is not only a fun way to learn but also an understanding way. I knew about the wonderful work Mr.Block has done because of one of his former students, but boy she didn’t inform me about this.
Inquiry: There were many questions that I had about the project but didn’t ask. These questions weren’t asked because they were eventually answered during the process.
Research: Because I had questions the best way to answer them was with research. Through research I was able to answer all of my questions.
Collaboration: During this project I had to collaborate with others for help and to help. Helping them with painting and them helping me with carving.
Presentation: This print will be on the school walls and on this blog below the reflection. The print was made with effort and creativity.
Reflection: Even though I find my design interesting if I did this project again it would be different. I would think of something else that has to do with fluorine.
One of my favorite quotes is, "Grades don't
reflect intelligence, they reflect work ethic." A quote bringing a high
self-esteem to a person who feels as though he doesn't have a meaning. A
purpose. The honest truth is that I don't feel intelligent. I know I don't have
a great work ethic, and my grades show that, but even if recognition for a
completed assignment is given, it's not enough. There are still pieces of the
Walking into Sophomore year was simple. Put a smile on, pay attention, do the work, get good grades. Simple. Just like everything else. But, soon after I discovered how lenient I "thought" my teachers were, the slacking began. It's true when the students say, "You can't spell Slacker without SLA!" I was a slacker. Still am, at times. Considering the fact that I was so dedicated to passing and making an impression, it baffled me that my grades started to slip, and it confused me even more when I didn't care.
I generated creative ideas for each assignment that was given to me, I just never followed through. Week-after-week, month-after-month, it was nothing but disappointments. Ones from my teachers, ones from my parents, ones from myself. Tackling something that is outside of your box is more than changeling. It's mind-juggling. Every idea was extraordinary. Something that would give me a 20/20. I was excited. Filled with joy when that final thought was created. But, procrastination took over and molded me into something that I wasn't. I would say that Social Media is to blame, but actually, I am to blame. Everything is/was my decision. I decided to not turn in work; I decided to leave class for 30 minutes. No one is going to force me to do anything. It's my responsibility to make sure I am doing the best I can, and none of my capability and potential was shown through the half-ass effort.
This past school year has been an adventure. It wasn't a pleasant one, but I can't change the past and most certainly will not dwell in it. My journey has taught me the value things may have. I envied people who were better at things than I was. I'm not skilled in math. I'm not skilled in Spanish, but that's okay. Piers of mine who received A's in classes, that I got a C in, were just trying to the best of their ability. I'm strong in many things that straight A students aren't, and thats valuable. I have to know that I'm not going to be Superman at everything, so I can't beat myself up over something that can't be altered. I may have messed up a few times, but I know how to fix the mistakes. Writing this short essay, made me realize the importance and significance of my talents and where they can lead me. I am an individual who sees things metaphorically and artistically. I can't compute variables in an equation and I can't translate a sentence only using a Spanish dictionary. From now on, I know to try my best and be the person I truly am, because it's the only thing that will be my aid in the following journeys.