Reflection On This AP Class
This year has been a hectic and enrapturing. I can honestly say that out of all my years of being in school, I have never received such eloquent, grandiloquent and such grand teaching from any teacher. I have never learned so much history in one class. Mrs.Day exposed us to more than simple stories. In AP English, I learned how to break down the text, read in between the lines and identify different rhetorical devices. Usually, in English I and English II, I was the most knowledgeable person in the class but being in AP was a whole new experience. I was looking for a challenge and to further my writing skills so, in a future AP class they will be analyzing my literary art. We had strengths and weaknesses that we helped each other with, like if one person is weak on rhetorical analysis but strong on the argument essay, she grouped us with someone with the opposite problem. Sometimes, groups was not about the essays but learning from each others mistakes, finding new vocabulary and improving our writing style.
I was not expecting such dynamic teaching from an African-American Detroit native. I enjoy her style of teaching: A being real and not according to the book kind of teacher. She knew how to compare the situations given to us and break down to some real world event or from her personal past. Although, our class was disrespected and forgotten about many times by our school, she was still able to use the short time we had and give us some type of instruction. However, the downside to this lady is that she was not afraid to go out into forest-filled "tree-huggers" and chop down trees herself. I have never received so much paper in one month in my life. We praised the Gods when her printer finally ran out of paper... until she pointed out a fresh new box with over a thousand packs of copy paper. It was ridiculous and outrageous. Then, it took from August until all the way to March for her printer to run out of ink. I am sure you can imagine the image and weight of our AP binders.
I was afraid of not knowing anyone in this class but was highly mistaken. I have known, probably, 95% of the student since my days in elementary, in middle and, the previous years, in high school. So, it was easy talking to them without wanting to "cut" them... until the Socratic Seminars. I truly enjoyed the seminars; being able to present a solid point and giving a rebuttle to someone else opinion. I believe as a practice seminar we should discuss "I Want A Wife" next year.
Of course, there were many ups and downs this year, like the first time she was upset with us, after finding out we did not read Invisible Man. Or the most memorable scolding from her was when no one read the satire A Modest Proposal, which happened on a Friday so, that Monday the whole class had it read because if we didn't she promised work and a test. The worst part was that she had the temerity to blog about the incident and I was refused to go down without arguing. Then there was the moment when she was about to lose her job, when a some student though that he was going to off her. Apparently, she "wasn't going".
I really enjoyed this year and I thank Mrs. Day for helping me get through the year, from "Ain't Nobody Got Time For Dat!" to the piety arguments she would start. So, I would like to say that I will be in her class next year for AP Literature, where I get to criticize people's works!.
I was not expecting such dynamic teaching from an African-American Detroit native. I enjoy her style of teaching: A being real and not according to the book kind of teacher. She knew how to compare the situations given to us and break down to some real world event or from her personal past. Although, our class was disrespected and forgotten about many times by our school, she was still able to use the short time we had and give us some type of instruction. However, the downside to this lady is that she was not afraid to go out into forest-filled "tree-huggers" and chop down trees herself. I have never received so much paper in one month in my life. We praised the Gods when her printer finally ran out of paper... until she pointed out a fresh new box with over a thousand packs of copy paper. It was ridiculous and outrageous. Then, it took from August until all the way to March for her printer to run out of ink. I am sure you can imagine the image and weight of our AP binders.
I was afraid of not knowing anyone in this class but was highly mistaken. I have known, probably, 95% of the student since my days in elementary, in middle and, the previous years, in high school. So, it was easy talking to them without wanting to "cut" them... until the Socratic Seminars. I truly enjoyed the seminars; being able to present a solid point and giving a rebuttle to someone else opinion. I believe as a practice seminar we should discuss "I Want A Wife" next year.
Of course, there were many ups and downs this year, like the first time she was upset with us, after finding out we did not read Invisible Man. Or the most memorable scolding from her was when no one read the satire A Modest Proposal, which happened on a Friday so, that Monday the whole class had it read because if we didn't she promised work and a test. The worst part was that she had the temerity to blog about the incident and I was refused to go down without arguing. Then there was the moment when she was about to lose her job, when a some student though that he was going to off her. Apparently, she "wasn't going".
I really enjoyed this year and I thank Mrs. Day for helping me get through the year, from "Ain't Nobody Got Time For Dat!" to the piety arguments she would start. So, I would like to say that I will be in her class next year for AP Literature, where I get to criticize people's works!.
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