Friday, November 8, 2019
MY CIVIL LIBERTIES essays
MY CIVIL LIBERTIES essays When asked to write about a time in my life where my civil liberties were constrained, at first nothing specific came to mind. I am a white, male, heterosexual, no real practicing religion so there isnt many times in my life where civil liberties were constrained due to appearance, sexuality, or religion. So I thought about times in my life where my constitutional rights may have been constrained. One major event came to mind, I was in eighth grade and my constitutional right to assembly was violated. My eighth grade year started like every other year in middle school, new teachers, new rooms, new schedule. Yet I had received a teacher this year that would change the year completely. He was my English teacher, his name was Mr. Klan. I knew from the start that he was going to be a teacher that I would get along with right from the first day of class. It was his first year teaching in our school, or in any school. He was fresh out of college and ready for his big step into the real world. His class was completely different from any other English class I have ever experienced to this day. He was open to our ideas, and gave assignments that we as students appreciated. He was a very easy grader as well, as long as you attempted to do the work and showed some kind of effort you would get at least a C. Any other teacher I had up until this point would have failed you if the paper was not as well written or if they may have had a conflict with the way you wrote your paper or your stance. He still gave work, and still expected his work to be done he just wasnt crazy about it. He would rather work with you and make sure you understood why your paper was poorly written and teach you then to just fail you and not show any remorse. Me personally I learn better when I am showed what I have done wrong then to get the paper back with a bunch of red on it and be told that my paper was garbage or unsatisfactory...
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