Introductions and Cyber-Assignment Link
Today we completed introductions in the 9-9:50 a.m. class. Homework is to read the two essays and bring in Hacker. There is no additional writing assignment. For each essay read, keep notes and write a brief summary based on the questions at the end of each reading.
Post the freewrite written yesterday about one's "most important day" here. Students were also asked to share who their Ms. Sullivan was in light of Helen Keller's story.
Post the freewrite written yesterday about one's "most important day" here. Students were also asked to share who their Ms. Sullivan was in light of Helen Keller's story.
posted by Professor Wanda's Posse at 10:09 AM
25 Comments:
The most wonderful day in my life is the day I made the decision not to drink or take drugs for the safety of son, who is now five. I have a mentor who has shown me that I am the only person who can provide for my family. She has shown me that no matter what can happen in my life, I can deal with the situation better without substances clouding my judgments. My mentor has always been able to support any decision I have made and will talk to me about any problems in my life. I know that this is only a stepping stone to the rest of my life. I want to be able to share with my son's everything I have learned since I have been able to start this wonderful journey into the world of learning.
Baasanjalav Munkhbat
English 1A Mon, Wed 1:00-2:50
Wed Jan 30 2013
The day that set my self made commitment to become a Civil Engineering was the first day i got tutoring from my sixth grade Math teacher.His name was Ser-od, he was a really talk, aggressive, skinny, bold guy. Even thought i had him as a teacher for almost half a year, i never seen him as a role model until my sixth grade winter brake when he asked me to come for a private tutoring because he noticed I've been falling behind in class. I never forget that first day at his house getting to know him and talking about my future. He took his time to tell me how important education is and where i can go with it. He set his foot print in my heart and mind which stayed with me until now. Since that day he tutored me for two years which made me become really good in math. Even after i got here in USA i have not learned any new math, because he had already thought me everything i needed for College.
Jason Dutra
Professor Sabir
English 1 p.m.
30 January 2013
The wrench in my hand.
One of the earliest memories i have of my grandfather occurred while I was learning what would later become one of my strongest passions in life. Grandpa had involved me in his latest domestic project. There was this old car that had sat in his garage for years. It was an awesome car, reflective of the time era that it was manufactured in. Huge with enough room for a modern car inside. It had a push button transmission and bright red seats. The car hadn't seen daylight since the late 60's, when he, his wife Phyllis and their five kids had driven it from California to Iowa. This particular day was warm and sunny, grandpa was home early from a job. He had worked in construction his entire life and was a rugged man. Hands always blistered and rough he would grab me by the arm and say lets go do something, whenever I would sit around being board. A few weeks prior grandpa and uncle Rich had pulled the old car out of the garage and tried to start it. It was getting late and the care wouldn't start so they resigned to tackle that task another day. Grandpa was a somewhat quiet man but when he did speak everyone listened, so as I had come to learn be quiet, listen and you shall learn. We started the task of starting the car by working on the points and spark plugs. After removing and cleaning these, checking the cap and rotor, cleaning them and pouring some gas into the carburetor it was time for "the moment of truth" as grandpa had put it. He handed me the wrench he was holding and told me "don't let go of this we will need it again". He shuffled me into the car where I immediately when into the passenger side. Grandpa looked at me and said "what are you doin, you can’t start it from over there!" I looked at him with a stunned look on my face for what seemed like forever. Once I realized what he wanted I jumped at the chance. He told me all about the controls and what each one did then got side tracked on a story about when they drove it from California. Finally with the lesson and story over he said to me "now you gotta push this button while I hit the gas. If anything bad happens turn the key to the left. Got it?" Yes I said proud of my new found position as chief engineer of this project. Grandpa left my side and when back under the hood where he fiddled with a couple more things then said "O.K. hit it" I pushed the button and the motor made all kinds of noises then sparked to life. I remember the awesome feeling that ran through my body. It was a new feeling, something I hadn't felt before. It was good and I wanted it to stay. "We fixed it" grandpa shouted over the noise of the motor. Grandpa told me to shut it off cause there were more things we needed to check. I shut the motor off, climbed out and went to the front where grandpa had once again began to fiddle with something. We finished all our work and ran the motor some more. He told me all about the tools we used and what each one was for. When it was all over and everything was put away grandpa looked at me and put his hand out. i looked back at him wondering what he wanted. He looked back at me and said "well, you plan on sleeping with that thing?" I hadn't realized it but I was still holding onto that wrench he had given more than a couple of hours before. I was so caught up in doing something with my grandpa and shocked by the overwhelming feeling of accomplishment that I subconsciously was still listening to what he had told me before all the excitement. I have spent my entire adult life working on cars or just about any other thing i can get my hands on all in pursuit of that feeling I had and that time with my grandpa.
Alex Noble
English 1A Mon-Thus 9-9:50
Wed Jan 30 2013
Helen Keller Free Write
A day in my life similar to the day when Helen Keller made her discovery about language was when I finally understood the difficult physics material I was working on. It was not as profound break through as Keller's but it was very enlightening to finally reach a better understanding of the concepts. My "Ms. Sullivan", was one of my friends taking the class with me. This material came easy to him and he was good at explaining it to me. I was comparable to Helen Keller because I was "in the dark". When I saw how to do the problem another way, everything clicked.
Amit Dhingra
Professor Sabir
English 1A 1-2:50pm
30 January 2013
Significant Day Free Write
A significant day that happened in my life would be the day my high school soccer team won the championship and we became league champions. We all worked really hard on a daily basis and through the processes we had become a family. The significant people involved in this were my teammates and our two coaches. We had never gotten this far in our school’s history and we made the change that left a mark. I had been on the team through the rough parts and seen new players come in. I could not believe that after so long we pulled through game after game and actually won a game that seemed impossible to win. We went in with very few supporters but ended with recognition and made a name for our school’s soccer team.
Kelly Fabian
Professor Sabir
English 1A 1-2:50pm
30 January 2013
A changing point in my life was when I had to decide on my degree. Depending on the type of person you are this seems very easy or extremely hard. Now, it was difficult for me because my dad was giving me tremendous grief about taking Business. Apparently, that is the only degree that “makes money.” (Sarcasm) And upon hearing this my step-mother tells me her story. Her father was very opinionated and cold; he told her that the only occupation that she could be successful at (in those days) was to become a teacher. So, she went and got her Masters in Calculus. For years, she taught Calculus at a college back east. She was unhappy. She went back to school and got an Interior Design degree. Currently, she decorates people’s homes and it makes her happy. Moral of the story, do want makes you truly happy, not your parents, because in five years you’ll wish you hadn’t spent eight years getting a mathematics degree. Or in my case, a Business degree :)
kahina touati
MS.wanda sabir
english 1A. 1-2.50 pm
free writng assignment
October,10th , 2010 is a major date in my young life. the day I left my country, my family, all I knew and loved to go to the other side of the world, to the United States of America. I was ready to start a new life, meet new people, be independent. i expected the hardship, and accepted the challenge . I was twenty one, freshly graduated from an Algerian university. i stood at the airport surrounded by my family, friends and my boyfriend at the time. I remember taking time looking at everyone’s face, because i knew for a fact that I wouldn’t see them in a long time to come. Now, that i am writing and reading what I wrote, it looks like an ordinary trip, where someone is traveling somewhere, well it wasn’t, instead, it was me breaking the rules, doing something that a regular Muslim girl in a conservative society wouldn’t have probably done, or allowed to do. I knew nothing better then the strong feeling driving me, I wanted to go in a different way other than what my society has traced for me to follow. . it wasn’t easy for my surrounding to accept this new strange, dangerous idea, thus, I had to lead a revolution of my own and my brother was my only ally, he is all the blessing that I had had in my entire life,and the source of all the good that can happen to me. he believed in me, in my freedom, my independence and individuality. He stood up for me, supported me with all the means, he was there taking part in my revolution against everybody else, all the people that thought a student incapable traveling to another country alone, but thanks to my brother I am here today .
Wanda Sabir
Professor Sabir
English 1A
31 January 2013
It’s a great time to be black and American (smile). I didn’t have a wonderful time at the presidential inauguration, but it was great to be in DC with my granddaughter Brianna Amaya (10) and niece, Wilda Aisyah,(12) both January birthday girls. We had a great time with my friend, former Oakland resident, DC native, Monica Pree.
Max
English 1A
31 January 2013
1-250p
I was in elementary when I saw the alphabet written in cursive. It hung above and across the black board that my teacher taught the class with. I've stared at and thought to myself "I got to learn how to write like that". And I don't know how fast or how long it took me to write in cursive, but I got really good at it. Since learning how to write in cursive, it lead me to do a little graffiti art back when I attended in high school.It was the same method. You had to write fast, make it clear and in addition graffiti enabled me to add color. Learning how to write in cursive took part of why I am an artist.It shaped the type of art I like and also it gave me personality as a person.
Emily Walters
Professor Wanda Sabir
English 1A: Mon./Wed. 1-2:50 p.m.
31 January 2013
New Confidence, New Perspective, Love English
Starting high school was a scary thought coming from a girl who would be starting a new school that she knew absolutely nobody, except her older brother of course. Everyone had groups of friends and had their buddies that they normally hung out with from grammar school I assumed, then there was me in the mix. Walking down the hallways and hearing the lockers slam and the chit chatter of people all around began to make me feel a mixture of emotions. They call this high school, wow, I thought to myself. This feeling soon changed. As the year went on its way, I soon got to know my other classmates and became friends with many. I have met some pretty awesome people in high school, a few friendships that I think will last a lifetime. Going to a college prep high school, classes were a lot harder than the norm and a lot more was expected from us. Having the close support of family, friends, and teachers made school enjoyable and smooth. My life changed in my sophomore year! English was a mandatory sophomore class you had to take, there simply was just no way of getting out of it. Oh no, not English! English was not one of my favorite subjects at this point in my life. Partially the dislike came from struggle and partially it just was not interesting to me. Soon this philosophy changed. My sophomore English teacher, Ms. M was one of best teachers I have ever had. She gave me confidence in myself that I did not have before. She reassured that I could succeed and that she was going to help me do so. English from this point on was different for me. I began to appreciate this language. Ms. M not only gave me confidence in myself, but also she helped prepare me for college and better advance my reading, comprehending, and writing skills. Ms. M helped me tremendously, changed my life, and gave me a new outlook on now one of my favorite subjects, English.
Cole Goodman
Alameda D205
1-2:50pm
Professor Wanda Sabir
English 1A
One day that comes to mind is the day I realized I have the freedom to be whatever I choose. Growing up I always felt pressured by my peers and family to excel in school, sports and other activities. Some of these activities I didn't necessarily enjoy but I kept on doing so I could "compete" with the other kids. Everything always seemed like a competition to me until I finally realized that there is no need to be actively competing, we are all on the same team. At least for the most part. If I have a dream I should try and fulfill that dream regardless of what others goals and ambitions may be. I feel like it was it this point that I also realized that in order for me to develop a true sense of self I would need to not take judgement so personally. I'm glad I figured this out when I did. I would say my "Ms. Sullivan" is probably my mom. She is very kind and understanding and being around her so often when I grew up helped me develop a positive outlook on life.
I used to be a fat, clumsy kid. The other kids always picked on me because of this particular reason. I remember when I was nine. Everyone knows how to ride a bike. The other kids still made fun and laugh at me because I have to walk home for an hour or two. The way going home was long and I felt pretty stupid over time. I have no friend and I never knew how to ride bike. I dream about being on the bike and the road home would be just a second far. Then there was this neighbor lonely kid came along. His name was Kin. He knew how to ride bike and wanted to teach me. He got a small body to actually help me, the bigger body, to get up the bike. Bike only have two wheels. If I put my foots on the pedals, the bike fell either left or right. The thing I liked about Kin was that he didn't complain nor picked on me. So I tried to learn how to ride a bike for a week long. I fell off hundreds of times. Bruises and scratches were all over my foots and hands. Kin took some bruises as I fell on him. It was funny. It was somewhat random and friendly. I found Kin, my best friend who taught me how to ride a bike. I was normal again. I have a friend and I ride bike home in just a second.
Liem La
The day I met my best friend Sod-orgil, is now the day I can remember when asked "who's influential in your life?". We met back in middle school days, little after I started attending West Lake Middle school. When I started schooling in America, I took a placement test which placed me two classes above my age group, and because of this reason I had trouble fitting in, or making friends. However you want to put it. Shortly after introducing myself, it was unconsciously obvious it was easy for us to get along mainly probably because we were the same age, same nationality and went to the same school in the same classes. Enough reasons and similarities to make conversations last n start others. When we because friends I spoke little to no English so life was rather difficult as a young'un who's unable fit in with his peers. He spoke little more than me seeing as to how he had been here longer, started to help me with my English so our friendship began as couple verbal lessons. After summer, once school started, it was much easier to fit in with classmates and the small Mongolian community at west lake middle. Once a status was established the months turned into years and couple years turned into 9 and here we are. All while these years have passed I've grown to realize we had been two completely different people with different persona's. He was the more of the type to not be active but rather study, not go out but rather stay in be responsible. I began to take notice of myself, my studies, my morals, my own self worth to the world and my family seeing as to how he was doing better than me at all the important attributes of life. I bring this up because he's the one now that motivates the child in me to grow in the right direction. I read an old saying "There are two wolves at war inside of everybody. One that hungers for good intentions, positive moral values, kindness ect... And the other for evil, bad intentions, negative." To which it had been questioned, "who wins?" "one that you feed". He is the type of friend that makes me want to feed the good in me, does not peer pressure me in bad ways as I've come to realize about a lot of other friends.
Tsogtuguldur Dashlkhagva
English 1A, 1-2:50pm
Kimberley Squire
Professor Sabir
English 1A
30 January 2013
Assignment: Free Write
It was March 25, 2012, when I had an understanding about what direction my life was to take.
God is who directs me, but it was/is my Pastor, Mike Cambra who is showing me the narrow path I am to walk by his teachings and by God showing me my true potential. The things that I have only dreamt about and never took action to have my dreams come into reality.
I thought I was dredging through life, living in my own life’s circumstance. What I have learned is that I am not defined by my circumstances. I can make a choice to do or not to do: anything.
Today I choose to do. I choose to take action to accomplish the things that I want and need to achieve my dreams in this life. The only person, and the only obstacles that can stop me, is me.
Paola Castro
Professor Wanda Sabir
English 1A: Mon./Wed. 1-2:50 p.m.
1 Febuary 2013
A significant day in my life was when I as in middle school. I was never a role model kid; I was in my eyes rebellious. Until, the first day of 8th grade I got put into a program called AVID. At first I was still being stubborn and I refused to stay in the program. I thought they asked too much from me with all the essays, notes, and reading. My teacher Mr. Lemming never gave up hope in me. Everyone else thought I would never even graduate high school, but he didn’t. Mr. Lemming believed in me and pushed me extra hard and I finished the 8th grade. When I reached high school I still kept in touch with my teacher, he thought me great learning skills that I will never forget, till this day I still use he techniques. One major thing he taught me was Cornell notes. He is my Miss. Sullivan
I guess my life could be called quiet boring but I remember day that first time I went to abroad by myself. That was one month trip to Malaysia. Even though being alone in different country was hard to me, I felt joy of freedom and independence. After that trip I decided to go to abroad for study. Sometimes I miss my parents and my home and sometimes I want to go back but I never regret that I came here.
Joctan Chicas-Campos
Professor Sabir
English 1A 1-2:50pm
03 Febuary 2013
When I was yonger, I used to follow the wrong people around. I used to do whatever they say or whatever they do. In the 3rd grade, I was a bit of a loser, no one would hang out with me nor include me in any of the games they were playing. I would be in a cornner somewhere and just wait till recess was over. My so call friends would tell me to do something stupid just so I can play with them, and what I would do got me in trouble and sent me to the principles office. Later in my 3rd grade year, a kid name Fred came to my class and he practically new everyone since he been in that school since kinder. He transfer to another school when he was in 1st grade then transfer back. he would say hello to his old friends and hang out with them during recess time. One day, we sat together and started talking, he introduce him self and we started to hang out. He would see how the other kids would ignore me and talk behind my back and he would get mad and would start to play with me. Even though he was a year yonger then me, I saw him like a big brother, he would always have my back when I was in trouble, he would even help me with my homework just so I wount get in trouble with the teacher. Ever since Fred came into my live, we been like brothers. We would help each other out in every way imaginable. To me, he's more then a friend, he's family to me and if it wasn't for him, I could have fallen into depression.
Liliana Garcia
Professor Wanda Sabir
English 1A 1-2:50 pm
3 February 2013
Free write
I still can’t believe my friend Carla has had such an influence on me. Carla has helped me discover who I am, pursue my dreams and ideas, taught me to think on my own, and has always been there for me when I need her. I know that without Carla I would still have trouble expressing myself and going after what I really want.
Thais Rose
Professor Sabir
English 1A 1-2:50pm
3 February 2013
My dance teacher and mentor is who immediately entered my mind when asked who is “My Ms. Sullivan”. Aside from sharing and teaching me the art of dance that is now so vital to my happiness, she pushed me in ways no one else has. Like Ms. Sullivan to Helen Keller, my teacher’s belief in me and love she showed me helped me discover a new world both outside and inside myself. When I first started classes with her, she knew I could not afford the price she was asking each week and let me do work for her in exchange for lessons. Like a real teacher, she recognizes my strengths, but also is brutally honest in letting me know what I need to improve on. She has seen me get clean off substances, relapse, get sober again, and struggle with mental health issues. She accepts that this is part of my whole self without judgment. I am very blessed to have her in my life.
The most important day in my short life is the day I decided to truly accept and love myself. I decided to not feel shame about my past actions and just MOVE FORWARD. Writing is essential in this process. I decided to move away from negative influences such as people that were not positive to my growth. It has helped immensely in my relationships, both romantic and platonic, because as the old saying goes, “you cannot love someone else until you love yourself first”. Although this is an ongoing struggle and process, the day I vowed to always trust in myself was a pivotal point in my life. Although it may sound selfish, it is the only way I can truly help other people.
Antonio Gonzalez
Professor Sabir
English 1A 1-2:50pm
30 January 2013
Free Write of important day
The most important day in my life is the day I met my bestfriend Joel, I met him a little over 2 years ago in December 12, 2010. What started out as a typical friendship-soon developed into a brotherhood. Joel gave me a new prospective in life, that no matter how hard times would get, we'd always laugh and keep a smile on our face. He taught me how not to take myself so serious & enjoy life more often. Now & then when something goes wrong in my life or I just feel melancholy, I give him a call, I talk to him about my situation, and as I explain I somehow always burst out laughing at the end. I'm really blessed and great full to have a friend like Joel, because I know I can now face any situation in life and approach it with good attitude. And if the problem is too big for me to have control of, I leave it to god to handle it & move on with life with a smile and my best friend next to me.
Cassandra Odom
Professor Wanda Sabir
English 1A 9-950am
01292013
Personally I don't think I have had a day in my life like Helen Kellers. Her life was very difficult and challenging not being able to see or hear. Although I have had hard data in my life. I work at two different bars seven days a week. Every shift I have at least two to three customers that get too drunk and vent to me about all their problems. Which is not that big of a deal to the naked eye but to someone who has been bartending a couple years now, it is very stressful and draining. Everyone has their own problems and no one really needs the stress of dealing with others issues. A few months ago I had a mental breakdown because I was so tired of dealing with drunk people and their problems. But then I got control of myself and in my own way acted as Ms. Sullivan and I was able to calm myself down and remember that I don't have to take these issues home with me. All I have to do is listen, give advice and give myself credit for making an effort to help with their problems. From that day on, I learned to relax,breathe, and not stress so much about life.
Hannah Slicton-Williams
English1A MTWTh 9-9:50
2/5/13
I do not know why but I posted a comment already but it is not showing up. So here we go again...
The most wonderful day of my life would have to be when my little sister, Carmen, was born in 2007. She is 13 years younger than I am but we could not be better friends. From the moment I held her, I realized how important and unique a bond between two sisters, no matter the age difference, is. To this day she is constantly making me laugh.
On another note, someone in my life that plays an Anne Sullivan type role would have to be my aunt, Juli. I go to her for advice and she is like a second mother. Juli is never overbearing or judgmental and her advice is always helpful but never pushy. She guides me through the obstacles in my life, and although they are not as extreme as Ms. Keller's, they are definitely there.
Hunter Cates
Professor Sabir
English 1A 9-950am
5 February 2013
There have been many days filled with many more people that have affected my life greatly, however whether or not anything has ever affected me to the degree that Helen Keller describes i cannot say. I know that there has definitely been at least one person that has helped through some defining times in my life. This person is Ms. Paulsen, my homeroom teacher for "gifted" students. I will not go into whether or not i believe it is okay to isolate the gifted students from the remainder of the student body but i will say that Ms. Paulsen tried her best to give us the special attention that we had been placed in their to receive. Before this point in my life i had not truly ever thought of intelligence as a matter of I.Q. points, but once you put a use a number to attempt to represent something as hard to understand as what makes up the human intellect, things change in a child's mind. She helped us feel more grounded and not on any kind of pedestal as many of the other teachers were. That kind of treatment is the sort of thing that makes me not want to try as hard and scale it back as to not be resented by my classmates and possible friends. She gave us all a sense of normality, and had it not been for her, i doubt my time there would be even half as enjoyable.
I left you an E-mail Professor about this assignment. Thank you.
Manuel Flores
Professor Sabir
English 1A 9-9:50
5 February 20
I want to say it was the my whole childhood because everything was wack, but the things ill do to go back. Being truly happy is when one is stress free and worry free; and that was truly all trough my whole childhood. I could get in trouble and it was fine, unlike now. A pass i cant get again. Now being grown one was a lot of responsibilities so we have to maintain.
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