Work Experience Essay Plan B
Before I went on my work experience, there was a bit of preparation to do in my social education class and English. In S.E. where I did most of my work on work experience, I filled in sheets about my qualities and what I am good and not good at. We also answered questions about what we would do during safety hazards or in emergencies. During the end of our S.E. lessons, I was finally handed my work placement choice forms. I choose primary teaching as a first choice because I love working with children as I have a special needs brother and I get a lot of experience with him, as a second choice I chose waitressing because I thought if I got that job I would get tips and lastly hairdressing as a third. Three weeks before my work experience I was told that I had got my first choice Glebelands Primary School. I had not much planning to do, I would leave my house at 8.15 am and get the bus which was about 6 stops away, I would go to the shop for my dinner and I would wear black trousers and any top. I was confident everything was going to be in order.
I was excited the day before because I was going somewhere new and was going to meet new people. I wanted to make a good impression. I arrived by bus on time on the first day, found the reception ok, and found a friend from my school. The head assistant came to see us. Her name was Mrs Gorham, she had pure blonde short hair and she was quite tall and polite to us. On the other hand it appeared we were not expected and I thought at first that this was not well organised. However, instead of helping the P1 for that day I was referred to the nursery. Mrs Gorham was the one who was to be responsible for me. As I was assisted to the nursery, I could not help staring at the walls with pictures of Winnie the Pooh. I could hear echoes from up stairs of children laughing and teachers shouting. As I entered the nursery, I looked all around me. The room was very colourful with painted pictures and pictures of animals. I quite liked it, I read stories to the children, supervised, cleaned, and played with the children. I felt comfortable. I had learned that I was not allowed to pick the children up or let them sit on my knee. One of the things, which were memorable from that day, was that there was a girl called Hannah Gordon and we took to each other. Nevertheless, I was careful not to show any favouritism, as this is a bad thing. The nursery children were well behaved. I found it hard to fit in at first but then I became to understand what I had to do. I found the work too easy and was looking forward to the next day when I would be working with the Primary ones.
