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Personal Narrative: My First Day Attending Willow Canyon High School
Carrie rushes to class as she hears the minute bell ring. Its her first day attending Willow Canyon High School. Her first class is ceramics, she loves hands on projects so she believes that this class will be her favorite. On her schedule it says all 7 classes: Period 2- English, Period 3- Algebra 1-2, Period 4- Lunch, Period- 5 Money Management, Period 5- Biology, Period 7- Girls P.E. She is very excited for this year to start. My First class is ceramics. I have loved this class since day one because I love hands on projects. In ceramics we start our day off with working on our sketches aka bellwork. Once the 10 minutes is up we work on our projects. So far we have made a bowl, a sphere that shows movement and currently we are working on a mug. We have learned a lot on the tools that we a using. For an example the slab roller has flattened all the clay that helps us cut even …show more content…
Wow I’ve learned so many things in this class. Mr. Huston has taught me many things not just about reading writing and speaking but about life. I love the way he lets us express ourselves in our journals each and everyday. Everyday when I walk into the classroom and get my journal I begin to write the quote of the day down and then to my bellwork. The quote of the day is a Quote that ties into the lesson. Our bellwork is writing about our last 23 hours. So basically you write what you have done since you left Mr. Huston's class the previous day. After bellwork Mr. Huston reads a short story out of the book Chicken Soup for the Teenage Soul. Once hes done we write in our journals what we learned about the short story. Then you can share it with the class. Normally you go up to the podium and read it the way you wrote it. Everyday when I look over I see the class motto and it reminds me that if I try my best and give all my effort to stride for perfection then I will grasp excellence in the process. Mr. Huston has made my first quarter

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