Miss Carolines First Day Essay

I walked into the schooldays means to see all my new pupils, I was nervous at counterbalance but indeed Miss Maudie introduced me to the class and everything was fine. I wrote my name on the board and told them what it said and where I am from. The class meet murmured rear end to me. I started the day by construeing the children a level slightly cats, I find they liked it but then once again some of them did seem tolerant to imaginative literature. After reading I went to the dismalboard and printed the alphabet in large capitals. I wasnt surprised that everyone knew what they were seeing as most of the graduation grade had failed last year and where now back again for me to teach them.I choose jean Louise Finch to read out the first line, when I discovered she could read. I then made her read My First Reader and the stock-market quotations from The Mobile Register aloud. I was surprise that Jean was literate but I told her not to tell her father not to teach her an y longer as it would interfere with her reading. Jean then replied to me assay to tell me that her father hadnt taught her anything, I dependable smiled and shook my conduct somebody had obviously taught her, she wasnt born reading The Mobile Register. Jean then told me Jem had taught her and he read a book to her where she was Bullfinch instead of Finch. Jem said she got swapped when she was born.She was about to carry on but I just interrupted her, she was quite clearly lying to me so I told her again to tell her father not to teach her anymore because it is better to begin reading with a gratifying mind and that I will try and undo the damage. Her father does not know how to teach properly. At least at the end of it she mumbled sorry to me but then again it was her fathers fault for dogma her in the first place.I am introducing a new way of teaching that I learned about in college I hope it is going to work well. The Dewey Decimal System is the new way of teaching it consist s of me holding up cards to the children with words on them. I then caught Jean writing a allowter so I told her to tell her father not to teach her to write either and that she doesnt start writing until the third grade. It really surprised me that she was able to do this but also ferocious me because it is just going to make it harder to teach her the proper way to read and write.At dejeunertime I told everyone who goes home for lunch to hold up there hands and then everyone who brought a pack lunch I told them to put it on there desk. I had a walk around to see what the children had and if I approved. I then stopped at Walter Cunninghams desk, he didnt have any lunch, at first I thought he had just forgot it so I asked him and he just looked genuine ahead a muscle jumped in his skinny jaw then I asked him again. He at last replied with Yebm,, so I went to my desk and opened my purse and lifted out a quarter for him to go townspeople and buy something then he could pay me bac k the next day.He shook his head and drawled gently Nome thank you maam, I was depictting impatience and told him to come get it, he shook his head again, and the third time he shook it I heard someone whispering to Jean saying go on tell her, Scout. I didnt understand but then Jean told me Walter is one of the Cunninghams and from the country. It was then clear to me that Walter didnt forget his lunch it was just that he didnt have any today nor would have any tomorrow or the next day.I didnt like the way Jean had to tell me all of this so I hauled her up to my desk I had just had enough of her. She had started on the wrong foot in everyway. I just could not take anymore of her so without a thought I made her hold out her hands and I picked up my ruler and gave her half a dozen of quick little pats and made her stand in the corner. straightaway I think about it I do feel guilty but I think she did deserve it and hopefully will teach her a lesson. Everyone had now realised what I had done and skint out in a storm of laughter. I threatened the rest of the class with a interchangeable fate and they exploded again, it only went quiet when the shadow of Miss Blount fell over them. Miss Blount is a native Maycombian as yet uninitiatedin the mysteries of the Decimal System, appeared at the door hands on hips and announced that if she hears another sound from the room shell up everyone in it. She also told me the sixth grade couldnt concentrate on the pyramids because of the so called racket coming from my room. I did not appreciate her coming into my classroom and telling my pupils to be quiet. The bell then went for lunch everyone filed out I just sunk in my chair and put my head in my arms. A lot had happened in just half a day and there was still the afternoon to come.Everyone came back from lunch, I was standing in the middle of the room and Im sure the children could see sheer horror flooding into my face when I see the cootie crawling out of Burris Ewells hair I screamed its alive. elfin pitch told me not to be claustrophobic of a cootie and brought me back up to my desk and got me a drink of water. I really do not like cooties and insects so thats why I reacted in much(prenominal) a way. I took out a thick volume, leafed through its pages and read for a here and now and told him a good home remedy for Burris. I told him I wanted him to go home and tone round his hair with lye soap and when hes done that treat his scalp with kerosene. He looked and me and said What fer, missis? I replied quickly to him to get rid of the cooties because the other children might catch them and we wouldnt want that.The male child then stood up he was filthy, his neck was dark grey and his hands were rusty also his finger-nails were black deep into the quick. Before he left I also asked hi to bathe him self onwards he comes back tomorrow. I was very surprised when he just laughed at me rudely and told me that I wasnt sending him home and that h e was already on the verge of leaving also that he had done his time for this year. I was quite puzzled about this so I asked him what he meant. The son didnt answer though .An older pupil from the class then told me he was one of the Ewells, and that this school is full of the apparently they only come in the first day and then leave. He had the first day of the first grade for three years now.Burris stood up and I told him to sit back down please that was a serious mistake. The boys condescension flashed into anger and told me to try and make him. I just did not know what to do. Luckily Little Chuck stood up and just said let him go and that he was a mean one, a hard-down mean one andLittle Chuck was right. Burris walked towards Little Chuck but then his hand went up and just said Go home. Burris seemed afraid of Little Chuck, I still didnt know what to do so I took advantage of this of his question and told Burris to go home and if he doesnt that I would call the principal. When he was walking out he shouted to me Report and be damned to yeAint no snot-nosed slut of a schoolteacher ever born cn make me do nothin You aint makin me go nowhere, missus. You just remember that, you aint makin me go no-where I just couldnt hold it in and I started crying, dont know what came over me it was just what he had said, I was only trying to help him. Everyone came around my desk they all made me feel a lot better. I was happy when they asked me to read the story about the cats again, so I opened up a book and started reading for them again. I liked my first day but I hope tomorrow goes better and I get no more cheek from the children or Jean telling me lies. Other than that I think I will have a lovely time at this school.