<p>i think i'll just post up my second essay:</p>
<p>After a typical day of running errands and fixing computers at the International Institute, Bernie Kunos, the educational director, called me into her office for a request. The intern teacher for the ESL computer class failed to show up, so Bernie asked me to substitute for a day. The class focused on basic computer skills such as opening and using applications. The computer class had fifteen old Compaqs without internet connection. Microsoft Office and various typing programs were installed on each of the computers.<br>
I eagerly took the temporary post. </p>
<p>Upon entering class, I noticed only three students present. A Liberian woman, a Venezuelan woman, and a Japanese man all waited patiently for my instructions. After introducing myself, I allowed the students to type their goals for the class using Microsoft Word. While her two classmates were busy using Word, the Liberian woman fidgeted with mouse, not knowing how to use it. She stared into the screen with puzzlement. I later learned that she had never even seen a computer. Even handling a mouse, something I took for granted, was a completely alien process to the student. </p>
<pre><code>The following and subsequent days, the intern teacher still failed to come, and I was replaced as the substitute teacher for the rest of the summer. The class was held two days a week. I continued to teach the three students on basic usage of computers. The Liberian woman especially became more proficient. Once she saw her progress in the class, she asked Mrs. Kunos to enroll her family and relatives. The Liberian woman and her family were refugees who emigrated from Liberia just a few weeks before. Soon the class consisted of twelve students. Mrs. Kunos went on to fill the class with a Somali refugee couple and a Burmese man, who was a prisoner-of-war.
The big group of students made for a lively class session. Everyone had a good time by putting their differences away and helping each other in the learning process. I worked individually with each student, since everyone had a different skill level. For the beginners, I introduced the parts of the computer and allowed them to practice using the mouse. Soon, the class was able to open and use applications such as Word and various typing programs. I loved it when the students shrieked in amazement when they saw a paper being printed out. I can never forget their look of wonder when documents were printed. When students learn something new, I occasionally heard, Excellent, I didnt know you could do that.
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<p>One day, while I was walking to my car, a woman came running towards me. I frantically asked her if something was wrong, but her only reply was, Thank you again, you are so much help. On the drive home, I thought about the parking lot incident. Suddenly a huge smile appeared on my face as I came to a realization: I, for the first time, directly made a positive difference in the lives of fifteen people. Even though I had previously volunteered at the hospital and had tutored classmates, the gratification I received from teaching the group of people at the institute was greater. Such a small deed had a profound effect on the students. </p>
<p>Please I need your help</p>
<p>Thanks.</p>