Education Essay

This is another oldie from 8th grade. It is on the topic of education and how our nations education system works. I have written numerous papers about this topic but this is the first of my files. Without further adieu:

"Do not train a child to learn by force or harshness; but direct them to it by what amuses their minds, so that you may be better able to discover with accuracy the peculiar bent of the genius of each." (Plato --BC 427-BC 347-- Greek philosopher.) Plato clearly knew how schools should be organized in order for the greatest success rate. Our schools and teachers are now paying no mind to the joy and uniqueness of the students they have in of their classes. Everything is assessed and/ or graded to the teachers, state government, and federal government's expectations. Today's classrooms are no longer grading and assessing students across the country, in the way suggested by Plato. Today schools seem to be assessing students to defined standards, caring only about grades, and dismissing the idea of fun. Schools are blind to the fun of learning and are focusing on grades more than ever. Every assessment a child is given demonstrates nothing of how bright they are. Students now more than ever need to be seen as more than a grade. In order for schools and students to be victorious schools need to make a change in the way they teach students.

            You have just handed in a test and a week later you get it back, at the top you see C+. The teacher does not know how much effort you put or all the time you spent studying. This is the way that students are being graded, by state and national standards. This is the same with every test, essay, and especially group project. Schools should pay more attention to participation, effort, and involvement in the classroom, and less to any assignment. Many students try very hard but just aren't good test takers. That alone lowers their grade, even though they try so hard. Teachers should look for understanding more than any grade because that will show how productive students are.

            Everyone wants to get a good grade, but is it really that easy? Grades are things that define students and are used to judge them for the rest of their lives. How could such stereotypical and unfair things be so important? Students are overwhelmed by all the grades they need to earn, between homework, tests, and projects. How can they make the grade? As students get more stressed grades go down. Districts need to tell teachers to give fewer assignments. The teachers should talk to each other about their tests, quizzes, projects, and other assignments. By simply planning out these things students would be able to do more and keep up the good grades.

            In school you sit in a desk for six hours every day, week by week, month by month, until a day off. Wondering how they make it, students no longer have a recess or cardio, let alone enough time for gym. It has been proven that if you amuse students it will make it easier for them to learn. To help teachers could make up game shows, have contests, and relate topics to everyday life. To just do activities, go outside, or even have funny limericks to help memorize information would make students a bit more enthusiastic about school. Students are given facts to memorize, then to be quizzed on but, small steps towards a change in education will make all the difference.

            When put into perspective, it is understandable that education needs to make a change. Having schools assessing students to what is known and nothing else, making grades incredibly important, and not recognizing how much fun school could be. These things are easy to do. Once in my science class we used to sing to help memorize information. It went to the tune of other popular songs, and was a lot of fun. If education wants to move along with technology it better catch up. We need to make a change in grades and assessments so we stay in touch with the rest of the world. We'd make these changes so everyone is educated properly and is ready for the real world. Without the precise way of teaching that we need, schools and students will not prosper to be the "genius of each," (Plato).  

Now that I'm finishing highschool and have 4 more years of experience with the education system some of my opinions have changed. But those won't be revealed until the future...

Another Music Essay

This is a paper I wrote in 8th grade for my English class. Today I made a few modifications but the original is preserved on my computer.

Descriptive Essay

I can hear the music as I walk through the white-walled hallway. I feel the excitement in the air from all of the students. Entering the heavy brown doors there is a crowd of people who look like they should be at a town meeting. The crowd covers the whole room, everyone looks different even though they are all dressed in black and white.I run to get my instrument on the wooden rack in the back of the classroom, but it slows into a slow trot winding in between friends and strangers. Once getting my violin tuned by the best teacher in the school, I know the night is about to begin!
We stand, waiting for what feels like forever to leave the cramped orchestra room. We begin to play simple scales and daily warm-ups, they are the worst part of the night. Then our teacher starts the sixth grade songs. This year they play Believe, Jazzy Old St. Nick, and Frosty the Snowman. A rather simple repertoire, but in comparison to the elementary school music they played just a year before it will be a knockout. I remember how lovely we played Believe in sixth grade, it will forever be a favorite piece of mine.
Then the seventh grade plays their songs, I was too thrilled to concentrate. Con Brio plays the beginnings of their songs to us, if they played they’re entire selection we would be late for the concert. Fine, good, that’s all I could say but now its our turn, the eighth graders. Since the sixth grade we’ve looked up to the eighth graders. Now were on top, but only for a measly year. We begin with Ukrainian Bell Carol, and ooh’s and ahh’s float around in the air. It sounded like we were professionals. Then we play Chestnuts Roasting on an Open Fire, Festival of Lights, and Christmas Time is Here. To finish we play Babes in Toyland our hardest song that will surely take the audience’s breath away.
There are butterflies in my stomach by the time we line up to leave. Even the violins are whispering how energized they are. We walk to the back of the cafeteria. We sit and wait, this is a calm and dull time for any student that isn’t performing. I felt like a sloth except for when I had to change seats when the grades switched. An hour and a half later I hear the end of the last Con Brio song. It’s the last orchestra, the eight grade.
Trying not to smile as I walk upon the small wooden stage, that is covered with  black stands and seats. I try but its hopeless, but I can’t stop smiling. Then I feel the heat on stage from so many lights. There is applause throughout the cafeteria, I still wonder why to this day because we haven’t played anything. I see the music in front of me for about the millionth time. The conductor puts her hands signifying for us to begin.

As we play our songs I think of how many times I’ve played on this stage. Were done, its over, and I can’t wait to get out from under these lights. The audience claps like the angry roar of an starving lion. It was truly our finest winter concert and most definitely, the finest feeling in the world.

We'll never know

I don’t know if I’ll ever believe it, it’s one of those things that will always be in the back of my mind. I grew up watching someone, a hero, who I had always looked up to. It’s not possible for me to say that Lance cheated. I don’t think I’ll ever be able to. My household was a place where he was looked up to. I saw every one of his tour wins. I am part of the generation who, when they thought of cyclists, thought Lance Armstrong. No one mentioned Tyler Hamilton or Levi Leipheimer, ever. Lance has raised an empire, inspiring so many around him, based off of all the struggles he has gone through. I don’t want him to be made a person to look down at because he cheated, so many cheat everyday, but he was caught. And the truth is that, and there’s nothing I can do about it.