American Studies- Educational Experiences

My best educational experience also happened to be my first. Most people probably don’t even remember their pre-school days, but I remember mine vividly. My pre-school was at a public elementary school down the street from my house. However, this was no ordinary pre-school. It was a program where half the kids had disabilities and the other half did not. I remember a few of my classmates being in wheelchairs, having Down syndrome, or being deaf. Although the purpose of the program was for the disabled kids to learn from those who were not disabled, I found myself learning from a lot of my classmates by watching these kids cope with their everyday struggles.

My worst educational experience would have to be taking photography my senior year of high school. I wasn’t particularly interested in this subject, but I needed a class so I decided I would try it. It ends up that this particular year, everyone wants to take photography and there is only one teacher who teaches it. So I happened to be in the photography class taught by one of the PE teachers. He didn’t know a single thing about photography and I just sat in a room for fifty minutes, five days a week, for an entire school year. Now and then, we would do a writing activity from the textbook and we did get to go in the dark room once or twice a month. But I think I can say that this class was a total waste of time and my worst educational experience.