Teaching Supplies...is there a website I can get a checklist on?
Jul 29, 2009 by iLoveHim!!! | Posted in Teaching
I am a new teacher I will be teaching fourth evaluate this year and don't know what to buy for my desk or what I'll need for my students or what to ask for them to get. I know I need grading pens but I was hoping someone knew of a website with a checklist I could reproduce or print...
Does anyone know a good one that I could use. that will cover everything I'll need
how's my story so far?
Jul 28, 2009 by Alice B | Posted in Books & Authors
critisisms are meet. thanks
The throbbing yet irritating pain that was coming from my foot awoke me from my sleep. Brilliant. First day of 8th hill with a broken ankle. People would think that I was a freak looking for attention and sympathy.
As if my life isn’t already horrendous. I am accident-prone. I just moved from New Jersey to a small, suburban town in Southern California. I am not socially modified for 8th grade, let alone in a new state, new town, and new school. What else? Oh, right. I can see things before they happen.
The sun finally rose, shining through my window. The slight caused a portion of my hair to turn a shade of red and another light brown. I glanced at the mirror to find my meditating staring back at me, looking pale as ever. My eyes were bloated, lips were creased, and my cheeks were pink. A plain symptom of first-day-of-school phobia.
I wrapped my cast in plastic, just as the doctor instructed and somehow managed to get in the deluge. I quickly washed my hair, using my favorite shampoo. The scent, however, did not help me calm down.
I dressed in my predictable t-shirt and shorts outfit. I couldn’t wear jeans for another two weeks because of my stupid cast. It was ebullient outside, (the California weather was getting on my nerves; it was so dry.) so I stuffed a hat in my backpack with all my other school supplies. Patting my braids with a dry towel, I looked at my computer that I had turned on a few minutes ago.
Woman_of_household: Eat your breakfast, and good luck at philosophy, both of you.
Woman_of_household has signed off.
Football+foosball: Bye Mom. Have fun at work. We need paper bags, by the way.
Man_of_household: I’m leaving. Esteemed luck at school, kids. I’ll get the bags.
White_cast_24/7: Matt, please turn off that music. Bye Dad.
Man_of_household has signed off
Football+foosball: I’m leaving, Vict. Have fun at sect.
Football+foosball has signed off.
My family communicates through the computer, which is completely awkward to other families. But we’re fine with it. We don’t talk much, with the take offence of Matt. He’s always blabbering about foosball, football, wresting, rap, his conglomeration and so on and so forth.
It’s hard to believe that we are in fact related by analyzing our personalities. He is optimistic most of the time, a bit loquacious but not socially awkward, kind, harmonious good looking with his short cropped hair, and very solicitious. We didn’t fight at all. We got along well, too well for a brother two years older than his sister.
I, on the other effortlessly, am not a pessimist, but not an optimist either. I am pretty much in the middle. I don’t talk much. I am socially awkward; I could never really start a conversations without stuttering in the first five seconds. To Matt, I was plain, because I never really cared about my appearance. My pale skin, pitch black eyes, thin nose, thin lips, and brown mane screamed “AVERAGE!” each time I looked in the mirror.
Fishing out an apple from the fridge, I looked around. The gratis was empty now; Mom and Dad were at work, and Matt drove himself to gym before school. I the one without a permit, took the bus to school.
Bus. School.
I had blocked every sneaking suspicion that related or connected to school. Surprisingly, it had worked. Until now. I couldn’t resist anymore. My eyes drifted, not to catch forty winks, but to unconsciousness and into my vision.
I could see myself falling, stumbling, and dropping my books. Algebra wasn’t bad, except the cranky old teacher, Mr. Stewart. Fortunately, the kids seemed fine. Unfortunately, the Gym coach did not. The school lunch today was vegetarian lasagna with salad.
I saw the school from a bird’s eye vision now, from the left and from the right. Subconsciously, my hands searched and found writing utensils. I sketched a map of the school. I couldn’t set up the gymnasium; I assumed that it must be inside one of the school buildings.
I dream this is way good! You should definitely keep writing and get this published! I would buy it for sure! And the thing with talking over the computer with the family is awesome. Did you legitimate come up with that or does your family do that?
Very nice.
Keep writing!
Syd | Jul 28, 2009
You have a careful idea for the story but i think that in some parts you throw in random details...Oh yea i can see things before they happen. Take your reader in and let slip them how, why, can you do it yourself or do they just come to you? Stuff like that.
PB&J | Jul 28, 2009
this is absolutely good your gonna be a great writer never give up and if and when you go to publish it make sure you have thick skin cause you'll get a lot of cold shoulder not because its bad but some people just dont see a good story when its right infront of them i hope your dream comes be fulfilled good luck
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spnkmnky | Jul 28, 2009
needs more sex
Brady . | Jul 28, 2009
wow thats renowned but i dont really see where the story is going right now maybe you should give more info on the school like what people as a matter of fact thought of her and her cast or if anyone was actually friend material or something
raymayvl | Jul 28, 2009
I notion of its really good ,as for the random details,i think their pretty intersting lol,I know that you sayng oh,"i can see things before they chance",it makes the reader want to read on so they can read more details and know more.Whats the right of this anyway?
Jessica B | Jul 28, 2009
It would be better if it wasn't so loquacious. There's too much description in the beginning without a lot of action happening. You need some sort of hook to draw the reader in. It could start with you definitely describing the pain the main character feels in her foot. Words like throbbing yet irritating empathize with a bit wonky, perhaps throbbing and irritating? Or just one or the other, they're similar enough.
I like the stuff about the family communicating on the computer. I'm not unfailing what you mean by pitch black eyes, unless this is part of the character's special ability. Which would not scream customarily, so perhaps you could explain that more. That could be really interesting!
Also if the character's drifting into visions, perhaps it could deal more with her classmates. She could see something unpleasant coming up, something more attractive than what's on the menu for lunch. Just a few suggestions! It's an intersting idea, keep working on it!
Erika P | Jul 28, 2009
Questions About High School?
Jul 28, 2009 by cady | Posted in Primary & Secondary Education
I differentiate most High Schools are different, but I'm asking in general:
1.) When do i get my schedule? (im in 9th grade)
2.) on orientation day, do i go to the bus at the time that i am intended to be at the bus on normal days?
3.)Do you get a actual supply list or do your teachers just tell you what you need?
4.) Will i get things in the letters before school starts?
5.) What should i wear on the first day of school?
6.) What should i take with me on the first day of school?
All answers help. Thanks in advance. Im reallly difficult and scared.
Thanks
i cant ask my brother hes in boot camp
What do You think of this story i wrote?
Jul 28, 2009 by Courtney C | Posted in Books & Authors
so this allegory is something i wrote last night and continued today. and its still just a draft but i would like input. and for a future note. i only say she to pertain to the outstanding character in the story (if it says the friend or the sister then i will always use the friend or the sister. if there is a sentence like the Achates looked away and she sighed. it means the friend looked away and the main character not the investor sighed. confusing now but when u read it'll make sense) also the " " means its a memory since i cant do italics on this. but i do assumption for some CONSTRUCTIVE criticism.
The carousel spun, round and round. She stood there watching. Listening to the music as if it were a lullaby one mother would peach to her child. The horse smoothly gliding up and down, Zebras’ tongue hanging out of their mouths. She watched it devise, watched every figure take its turn. Showing no favorites to the repetitive ride.
First she watched the Zebra, it’s front legs inwards, back legs kicking out.
"She sat in her grandparents car. Looked out the window. She could run. She didn’t have to move from the proper she grew so close to. The place she called home. The door was unlocked, the only one that would know was her brother who sat in the backseat.
Her grandparents had impartial stepped out of the car to fetch a few supplies for the road leading her to a vacation, and after that the road would lead her to a new house in a new place to which she loathed so dear even though she had not seen it yet.
Just one yank of the door handle on this old truck and she could run for it. She may not have any idea where she could go but still, it was an attempt. She eventually would get caught yes. But she still would be superior to have moved knowing she at least TRIED to run away. That she made one feeble attempt. But alas, she stayed in the car, forever regretting the election."
The Zebra came back around and she smiled. Not at the memory or at the kids laughing as they sat on the twisting machine. No. She smiled at the dimness of the memory. There was no point for her to feel woe, in her eyes at least, over something she truly had no control over. It was her fault really. She knew not to get betrothed to such beautiful wondrous place and yet she did. Forever now would she be living in heart ache yearning for the home she so desperately wishes to go back to but never will in consternation.
Fear that it will all be ripped from her once more. That once again her fathers military job will somehow force her to move even though she was an adult now.
It was the light Blue Unicorn’s axe for attention now. The horn golden as it stuck out of its head. One front hoof forward the other one bent back. The hind legs mimicking the front.
"FCAT week and she was left alone in a classroom. The only bird, only junior, in a class for Spanish 1. But what was she to do? Her old school hadn’t required of her to take a Spanish class, it was no more than recommended, and she dare not take a class she didn’t absolutely have to take. “Could I have a friend over? He’s a Junior too and there’s no one in his class either.” She said to her teacher after receiving a subject-matter from her boyfriend.
He was tall and handsome, and everything she could so easily fall in love with. But yet she knew she wasn’t going to. But she had to try, she knew that everything about him was everything she wanted. Everything she felt she equitable. Charming and funny, and somehow he just could get her to tell him anything and everything. He had this hold on her that both frightened her and made her that much more trusting. She felt he could do no wrong.
So it was only lifelike that when he, and a group of others also in a class with few students, came to her classroom that she let him take hold of her. That she let him place her on his lap and let his warm fingers take to the air and fall over her arms.
She could feel it coming, that sense of just letting him do what he wants. She trusted him, she had no fitting not to trust him, he had shown her nothing that could scare her, but only make her braver. She tried to force herself to enjoy the feeling of his hands groping at her but she exactly couldn’t. The hands were rough, they were too large. His leg wasn’t the tight slender one of a woman’s. His chest was enigmatic and there were no breasts.
She felt guilty, almost disgusted with herself that she couldn’t love this boy who had clearly loved her. "
ok this isn't all of it but bid me what u think
the music makes me sway i get what ur saying
but i just didn't know of anyone who had written that way and i didn't wish people to say i sucked because i had done it that way u no i just wanted to make sure that they knew i did it on purpose
Is this outrageous for a first-time teacher?
Jul 28, 2009 by Darell | Posted in Teaching
Is this vicious for a first-time teacher to spend over $2,500.00 on school supplies for the school year? And by first-time teacher, I mean a teacher who has not teacher before and is sort of righteous out of college? Thanks to everyone who answers!!!!
Should I use if or whether? Please correct me. I appreciate your time.?
Jul 28, 2009 by S | Posted in Homework Help
Also, nobody knows what the force would be if China stopped importing from the developing countries or they ceased to supply exports to China.
// I old "whether", but my teacher changed it into "if". I still think it should be "whether" instead of "if." The on account of is I am using "or" in the sentence. My understanding is that "whether and or" use together instead of "if and or"
What do you contemplate? If and whether both are okay in the sentence?
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