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My Intentions for This Semester

The semester is coming to a close, and the tensions are high! I have several essays due in finals week so I am starting on those, I am doing well with my badge, but still feel like it could use more work, and my weekends are spent at work so my window for doing school work got a lot smaller. But other than that it's going great. I mean it. You know why? Because ever since my family and I moved to Fort Collins (in 2012) I have wanted to attend CSU. And now that I'm finally here I really love it! And yes, it's hard but I expected that. So whenever things get too overwhelming, I try to remember why I'm here in the first place. This helps me calm down and focus on the task at hand.

My intentions for this semester is to walk away having learned something that will help me in my career. That's what I'm here to do, and that's what I hope to accomplish by the end of this semester. I have learned a lot from my EDUC 340 class because I get the opportunity to observe teachers in their classroom and teach a small group of kids about English! That experience has been so insightful, I'm already planning on using some of the tactics taught to us in recitation.

As the semester comes to a close I want to keep my goal in mind; I want to learn how best to teach. That's my biggest concern. I don't want to walk away from CSU having learned nothing. And I know that's impossible, you'd have to be really out of it not to learn anything in four years, but I guess that's my irrational fear playing in my head.

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