Community Service
For my community service I worked at the Lafayette Primary Center or preschool. So what I did was help in a class. But, this was no ordinary classroom, it was my mom's and all of the children were special ed. To clarify Special students aren't dumb or retarded. It's not their fault either. There are different types of disabilities so NEVER assume that they all have autism or something.
So during the class I helped out the students during group work or helped make sure they didn't hurt themselves during playtime. From that experience I learned that some of the students are actually pretty smart, but they don't show it. Fun Fact Albert Einstein had a mental disability which no one really knows but it what either Asperger's Syndrome, Autism, or Dyslexia. But, back on track other students honestly had a hard time just trying to talk. But, I noticed that in the seven days I was there most of the kids I saw improved a lot from when I started. For example one student couldn't even speak full words, but on the last day I was there he was able to count up to ten.
It also taught me to appreciate the way I am. That I didn't have to struggle just to say my own name. I'm not saying to pity the kids but to just understand them and learn like I did. I found out how with just one mental problem from birth a kid can't be able to say full words at THREE years old. I think I helped each and every one of them with either their schoolwork or just plain mannerisms.
So during the class I helped out the students during group work or helped make sure they didn't hurt themselves during playtime. From that experience I learned that some of the students are actually pretty smart, but they don't show it. Fun Fact Albert Einstein had a mental disability which no one really knows but it what either Asperger's Syndrome, Autism, or Dyslexia. But, back on track other students honestly had a hard time just trying to talk. But, I noticed that in the seven days I was there most of the kids I saw improved a lot from when I started. For example one student couldn't even speak full words, but on the last day I was there he was able to count up to ten.
It also taught me to appreciate the way I am. That I didn't have to struggle just to say my own name. I'm not saying to pity the kids but to just understand them and learn like I did. I found out how with just one mental problem from birth a kid can't be able to say full words at THREE years old. I think I helped each and every one of them with either their schoolwork or just plain mannerisms.