Nearly all students from low‑income households
Data about students' economic need comes from the National Center for Education Statistics, via our partners at MDR Education.
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For me, elementary school was my golden age! I remember so much from these years. I remember writing my own poetry and then reciting it to an audience at a local bookstore. I remember eagerly counting how many books I had read in different genres. We played math games with these cards that I can still vividly picture. We made self portraits on squares of cloth that were then sewn into a quilt and were auctioned to the highest bidder at a school fundraiser. I remember listening to “Where the Red Fern Grows” read out loud. There were scented markers, full bookshelves, Number Munchers, hot/cold lunch charts, bring-your-pet-to-school days, and maps that helped me dream of travels to faraway lands.
My teachers brought me a kind of magic. I learned to love to read. I developed a passion for writing. I learned to actually do things with numbers. I learned to be proud of my work and myself.
I want my own students to experience that. However, we have a very limited classroom budget. Resources are outdated and there is very little in the classroom. I want school to be a place where these students don’t have to worry about troubles at home and can experience the magic that I did. These learners are an incredible group and they deserve shelves full of books, a warm classroom environment, and quality supplies to help support their learning. I am so lucky and thankful to have the opportunity to give them the magic!
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For me, elementary school was my golden age! I remember so much from these years. I remember writing my own poetry and then reciting it to an audience at a local bookstore. I remember eagerly counting how many books I had read in different genres. We played math games with these cards that I can still vividly picture. We made self portraits on squares of cloth that were then sewn into a quilt and were auctioned to the highest bidder at a school fundraiser. I remember listening to “Where the Red Fern Grows” read out loud. There were scented markers, full bookshelves, Number Munchers, hot/cold lunch charts, bring-your-pet-to-school days, and maps that helped me dream of travels to faraway lands.
My teachers brought me a kind of magic. I learned to love to read. I developed a passion for writing. I learned to actually do things with numbers. I learned to be proud of my work and myself.
I want my own students to experience that. However, we have a very limited classroom budget. Resources are outdated and there is very little in the classroom. I want school to be a place where these students don’t have to worry about troubles at home and can experience the magic that I did. These learners are an incredible group and they deserve shelves full of books, a warm classroom environment, and quality supplies to help support their learning. I am so lucky and thankful to have the opportunity to give them the magic!