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Personal Narrative: My First Week In Field
The first week in field was definitely a learning experience for me, but it was also one of the best times that I have had with children. At the beginning of the week I was nervous, thinking about my first time working with children, whether or not the children would like me, and where I would fit into the classroom, now though I’m relieved at how well I feel about field. The first day was amazing, as soon as I got there the student teachers involved me with the kids and before I knew it I was reading stories on the ground. I’ve been writing in my journal every day after I leave field and I write one feeling to sum up the day; so far I have written relieved, happy, and smiley. While there were times throughout the week where I could feel myself

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