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This week, our Year 7 girls worked on Growth Mindset
This week, our Year 7 girls worked on Growth Mindset
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The sun began to rise, an array of colors trailing behind it. Susan gingerly opened her eyes, as if the light would blind her. As she stretched, she immediately thought of the forthcoming day and what event it held. Ugh, she thought. She derided first days of school, it meant she was a newbie. Her parents held high expectations of their firstborn daughter, but somehow Susan doubted she can achieve those expectations. She yanked her new uniform, instantly loathing the burgundy palazzo and the white polo shirt. She decided to cleanse herself with a hot shower, her mind strayed away from the pressing matter of a new school. The mirror fogged up, the blur of white causing a distortion of color. Soon enough, Susan decided that the little getaway, has to end. She climbed off the shower and dressed up, she felt tears brimming at her eyes but letting them cascade down her cheeks was the last thing she wanted to do. It was always like this, new country, failed grades, new school and the cycle went on forever, it was repeatedly being done that the expression that Susan had seen the most of her parents, were drawn eyebrows and frowning faces. Disappointment, that was the word always etched on their foreheads, even though invisible to the outside world, Susan still saw it. The dark and inky word that always haunted her, it crawled up to her head and smothered her brain with itself, it clawed at her neck until she couldn’t breathe and it eventually lead to a panic attack. Susan, once done dressing, exited the warm and suffocating bathroom and went straight to the living room. Her parents stood there, a gentle smile on their faces and it felt like, even just for a second, that her old parents were back. She felt that she got her old parents back, the ones who would bake cookies every time she came home, the ones who would take her to dinner every Saturday, but as reality began to seep into her, Susan realized that no, she didn’t get her parents back. The two imposters gestured her to come forward and obligingly, she did. They patted her hair and wished her kind comments but all what it was in Susan’s ears were just empty words to fill a heart with, of course, fake hope. Her mum dropped her to the tall and marbled building while her dad kissed her a good luck. Susan stepped out of the car and took a look at her two gleaming “Parents” and off she went.
The word disappointment followed her into the school. Dark and inky, it slithered across the floor, its serpentine body always one step away from Susan. There’s no way I’m going to pass, she thought as she saw the rest of the student body. She gripped her books tighter and fiddled with the hem of her shirt, tears, once again, made an appearance but she denied. She swiveled her head back to the main exit, running away was the first thought that came onto her mind but then she caught sight of the slithering creature and eventually sighed. The panic and apprehension of her new school began to swallow her up, it started with her ankles and her knees, it glided around and around until her legs felt weak. And then, it moved on to her waist, the dreadful feeling of paralysis settling at the pit of her stomach, and then slowly, it slithered around her chest. It coiled around so tightly that she couldn’t breathe and all she could breathe in was stifling air. Her vision freckled with small black dots, she felt she was going to faint. Her mind raced to the teachers, students and the books. And all over again, she felt the need to cry. She was never going to be good enough, she will always be devoured by disappointment. -Elisha 8G5 In order to move forward, we must look back. Students at Winchester are aware of the importance of self-reflection and reviewing topics covered throughout the term. Critical reflection is an important part of any learning process. Without reflection, learning becomes only an activity which was never meant to have meaning, but was only meant to occupy time.Critical reflection is not meditation, rather it is mediation — an active, dialectical exercise that requires as much intellectual work as does every other aspect of the learning process, from analysis to synthesis to evaluation. But in reflection, all the learned material can be gathered about, sorted and resorted, and searched through for greater understanding and inspiration.
Year 8- padlet.com/savithri_n_win/lxlgteq81q9v At Winchester, one of the main areas on which close attention is paid, is the way students are taught. We believe that in order for pupils to achieve more, they need to have access to a variety of learning styles. Collaborative learning is an educational approach to teaching and learning that involves groups of students working together to solve a problem or complete a task. Advantages of this method include:
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