My First Class by Crespin Gonzalez

My First Class
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By Crespin Gonzalez

EDSC 4322 Human Development & Instruction

June 3, 2008

The question that I chose for my first journal is: How did you feel about our first class? Well to be honest, I did not know what to expect because I considered this part of the classes that education majors have to take for the degree plan. So when the question was asked what I expect from this class, or something in that matter, I was clueless.

I believe the reason for that was my lack of preparation and research. I was registered to the class but failed to ask myself in the importance of it. But that no longer became an issue when the class began. I was terrified that I was one of the last students to arrive in class because I felt that I missed out useful information. Being the last one in class is not something that I am proud of or something that I will make a habit of.

After that initial feeling that it was the end of the world for me for being late, I asked myself, “What is up with this seating arrangement?” I was not too fond of it because it was different. As the class went on, it made sense. I could see everyone and everyone can see me. I loved this arrangement. I was not behind someone and no one was behind me. It forced the class to sit and be seen. There was nowhere to hide.

The first exercise that the professor introduced was not as effective and the second one was. I felt that I was more a part of the class when everyone knows my name than just three people do, even though it was more about introducing me. The “Name Game” was awesome because I never thought that I could remember: Denting, Rosa Linda, Noelia, Anais, Vanessa, Frank, Leyla, Irene, Sandra, Jorge, Gean, Crespin, Heathcliff, Ruben, Felipe, Lisa, Abel, the other Vanessa and finally Luis. That is a lot. Now, only if I could spell them correctly, that would be great.