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Editor’s note: This Answer Line originally was published May 5, 2018:

QUESTION: Is there a way for me to find out if my child’s teacher is certified to teach in the subject area to which he or she is assigned? Is there a way to find out the percentage of teachers in my child’s school district who are teaching in areas in which they are not certified to teach?

A: I’m going to insert the word “easily” into your question: Is there a way to find out easily if your child’s teacher is certified to teach in the subject area to which he or she is assigned?

Yes. There is. Starting at the website tea.texas.gov, click on the “Texas Educators” subject toward the right side of the page and then go over to the left to “Certification” and “Certificate Look Up.” Click there, and then click again on the middle of the page on “Certificate Lookup.” That brings up a query window. Just be warned that if it’s a really common name, you might find more than one teacher with that name.

There is not, however, an easy way to get that percentage you’re looking for at a district level. The Texas Education Agency’s website has a statewide report on the subject. That means that information is collected and reported to the state, but the district-level information isn’t reported individually on the TEA website. That sounds like it’s information that could be collected from the district through a request under open records laws.

Q: I read the story in the News-Journal’s Taste section Wednesday about the royal wedding cake, and it talked about edible flowers. It said to use edible flowers on top. My question is: What kind of flowers are edible?

A: I found some information through the Texas AgriLife Extension Agency, but if you’re looking for more detailed information, there are books available on the subject that you might find at the Longview Public Library or your local bookstore (from which you probably can order online).

Here’s a list of some edible flowers. Be mindful that I found recommendations calling for using organic flowers so that they haven’t been treated with fertilizers or bug killers.

I’m sure there are others, but here are some suggestions:




Squash blossoms;

Zucchini blossoms;


Rose petals;


Redbud blossoms; and

Most herb flowers.

— Answer Line appears Wednesday and in the Weekend edition. Email questions to answerline@news-journal.com, leave a message at (903) 232-7208 or write to P.O. Box 1792, Longview, TX 75606.

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Killexams : Teachers recognized with state certification

Going beyond the state’s requirements.

That’s how Maggie Hernandez, assistant superintendent for curriculum and instruction at Calhoun County ISD, described the accomplishment of two instructors who earned National Board for Professional Teaching Standards certification.

The accomplishments of Fjola Briscoe and Brittney Rothmann were acknowledged by the CCISD school board during its Jan. 17 meeting. They are the only National Board certified teachers in the district.

The certification is recognized as the gold standard, and the board believes higher standards for teachers mean better learning for students. It was established in 1987 and is an independent, non-profit organization working to advance accomplished teaching for all students, according to its website, www.nbpts.org.

“National Board Certification is the most respected professional certification available in education, providing numerous benefits to teachers, students, and schools. The certification process consists of approximately 200 hours of gathering evidence and reflecting on the individual’s teaching practices,” said Hernandez.

Rothmann said it was a huge accomplishment to join the ranks as one of the very few National Board Certified teachers.

“Approximately three percent of teachers nationwide are National Board Certified. There were only 89 new NBCTs in the entire state of Texas this year, and only 0.32 percent of all teachers in Texas have obtained this certification,” she said. “To be a National Board Certified teacher is incredibly special to me. I am so proud to represent HJM Elementary and Calhoun County ISD as one of the few who have obtained this level of achievement.”

Briscoe echoed Rothmann’s sentiment. “Only myself and one other teacher in CCISD hold this certification,” she said. “I am very proud of all the efforts our cohort put forth during this process, and I am proud of myself for reaching this personal goal and accomplishment. It was a grueling time for all of us who attempted the National Board Certification, but with Angela Tullos as our glue, we were able to submit all four components in less than a year.”


A few years ago, CCISD provided information on the Teacher Incentive Allotment and the National Board Certification, as well as information on a National Board cohort, according to Briscoe.

“Being that at the time I was a reading interventionist/dyslexia teacher, I did not qualify for TIA, and therefore I went forward with pursuing National Board Certification through the CCISD cohort led by Angela Tullos,” she said. “Myself and a handful of others started our National Board Certification journey in the fall semester of 2021, and it gave me the ability to demonstrate my professional knowledge and hone my knowledge in literacy.”

Rothmann decided to pursue the certification as well when the cohort was offered.

“This has actually been a personal goal of mine for a long time. I first learned about National Board Certification over 10 years ago when I was teaching in Virginia. A couple of my colleagues were in the process of obtaining certification, and I was intrigued. Unfortunately, the timing just wasn’t right for me to pursue it then,” she said. “I’ve always wanted to seek this certification because I felt it would make me a more reflective teacher and Excellerate my classroom performance.”

CCISD helped with the fees for the four components of the certification, said Hernandez.

The four components are 1: Content Knowledge Test; 2: Differentiation in Instruction; 3: Teaching Practice and Learning Environment; and 4: Effective and Reflective Practitioner.

It took around a year for the teachers to complete the requirements before the exam.

“I joined the cohort in August of 2021, and after careful analysis of the requirements, I started working on the component writings and recording myself teaching before Christmas,” said Briscoe.

Rothmann started the process in May 2021.

“Although candidates can take up to four years to certify, our cohort group completed all four components in one year. I decided in May of 2021 that I was going to pursue certification the following school year. I spent the summer reading, planning, and preparing. We formed our cohort in the fall, and that is when we began the serious work of digging into each component and collecting evidence,” Rothmann said.

It was a challenge for both Briscoe and Rothmann.

“I created my electronic organizational system in January of 2022, and I worked during the evenings and weekends to compile and write my components. The most challenging component was 38 pages made up of written commentary, data, and evidence,” said Briscoe. “I submitted my portfolio in mid-May of 2022 and then focused on Component 1, which is the proctored literacy test. I went to Rosenberg and took my test on June 1, 2022. It was then time for the long waiting game, as results were not coming out until Dec. 10, 2022.”

Rothmann said without the support of her family, her husband, friends and colleagues, and her cohort, she found it difficult to continue.

“I will admit that it was very difficult at times to keep going. I actually considered quitting when I lost my dad unexpectedly last February. I had gotten a little behind in my writing, and my heart just wasn’t in it at that moment,” she said. “My family, specifically my mom and my husband, encouraged me to continue and complete the process. I made a detailed plan and stuck to it. It took many nights and weekends of nonstop work, but I followed through and completed everything.””


National Board Certified teachers are actually a win for everyone.

Rothmann said the process reminded her of what she does daily in the classroom and that it matters.

“It has strengthened my instructional skills and made me a more reflective practitioner. I have also earned a Recognized designation through the Teacher Incentive Allotment (TIA) program, which will provide a monetary award,” she said. “But my students have a teacher that has demonstrated accomplished teaching at the highest level.”

Briscoe said the certification is a benefit as she works to support the teachers at Seadrift School.

“When teachers are National Board Certified on a campus, it benefits the students greatly because it directly impacts the teacher’s instructional practices. These shifts include adjusting lesson plans and meeting the needs of individual students, using data in new ways to assess student progress and learning goals, and deepening their content knowledge,” she said.

“Teachers by nature are lifelong learners. I continually learn new things, and I try to apply what I’ve learned every single day,” said Rothmann. “A huge part of this process is understanding the Architecture of Accomplished Teaching. It’s all about knowing your students, knowing where to begin, setting appropriate goals, implementing an effective instructional sequence to achieve those goals, evaluating learning, reflecting on the outcome, and then setting new goals to move students forward,” she explained.

Both Rothmann and Briscoe encourage other teachers to go through the process.

“I work with and know so many talented teachers that already demonstrate accomplished teaching every day. I would love to see more teachers in our district pursue this certification and be recognized for the amazing work they already do,” said Rothmann.

“I believe CCISD has a strong cohort foundation to support teachers in their journey. It may seem like an overwhelming amount of work, but with the proper pacing and guidance, it is obtainable for those interested,” said Briscoe. “I want to truly thank CCISD for the ability to complete this career milestone and the financial funding as well to make this goal possible.”

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Killexams : Bipartisan support for teacher bonuses based on national board certification, not teacher evaluations

OKLAHOMA CITY (KFOR) – Teacher merit pay based on evaluations does not get love from Oklahoma lawmakers, but a bonus stipend based on national certification gets bipartisan support in the House.

Republican Mark McBride authored HB2558, which would give a pay bonus stipend from $3,000 to $5,000 depending on the total years of being certified. The bonus would be earned each year on top of the minimum salary for five years.

“I believe in raising the base pay and allowing teachers to have things like this that they can go through to raise their own pay,” said McBride.

The bill passed through the House Appropriations and Budget Education Subcommittee with unanimous bipartisan support.

The National Board for Professional Teaching Standards is the certification that would be required to earn the stipend.

“I don’t know in the education system how you actually come up with some kind of merit based that that works,” said McBride. “But we can have individual programs like a board certified teacher or other things that give you a bonus, a stipend if you complete their program.”

It takes two to three years to complete your certification.

“It is rigorous, it’s challenging, and it’s rewarding,” said Claudia Swisher.

Swisher is a retired teacher and spent nearly 40 years in Oklahoma classrooms. She said there are four components teachers go through in order to get certified.

Teachers take multiple choice tests and get evaluated in the classroom on video.

After five years, teachers go through a maintenance training which requires additional hours of writing, analysis, and videotaping.

“I know now I have held my practice up to the very highest standard in the nation,” said Swisher, speaking about the certification.

3,128 Oklahoma teachers have received their certification, according to the NBPTS website, and there are 145 candidates in Oklahoma right now.

The bill differs from a proposal by State Superintendent Ryan Walters because his proposal was based on teacher evaluations done in each district.

“Those who know how to play the game, those who know how to suck up to their local administration are the ones who will take advantage of it or will who will see the results of that close relationship they might be maintaining with an administrator,” said Andy Fugate, Democrat from Oklahoma City.

McBride’s HB2558 has bipartisan support because Democrats see it as a more equitable way of rewarding teachers.

“This process is far different because the evaluation and the effort, quite frankly, is being monitored by a third party national organization and a board of individuals who help a teacher become better in the classroom,” said Fugate.

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Killexams : Legislators hear testimony on teacher certification licensing

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Killexams : I try to be a Certified Nursing Assistant in El Cajon
"You need to be okay with poo"

Illustration by Audrey Isaacson

"You need to be okay with poo"

When I turned 39, I took an inventory of my life. What I found there struck me thoroughly unremarkable. At best, it seemed my world and the life I had made in it could be summed up in one word: mediocre. The entirety of my twenties and thirties had been spent diapering, cleaning, cooking, doing laundry, making doctor’s appointments, assisting with homework, and shuttling my kids to and from school and sporting events. Almost half my time on earth had been spent performing the sort of banal tasks that women in La Jolla pay other people to do. And I wasn’t even good at the gig. My oldest son was barely passing his high school classes, my kids were behind on the immunizations, and there were almost always dirty dishes in the sink. I was glad I hadn’t had to interview for the job of mothering; I might have been deemed a bad fit for the position. And now, my kids were growing up. They just didn’t need me that much anymore. I began to feel less like a contributor, and more like drain on my household.

Illustration by Audrey Isaacson

The funny thing was, up until my 39th birthday, I had been okay with my second-rate housewifery. I consoled myself with the knowledge that I had three amazing kids and a very cool husband. Besides, it felt like I had my entire life ahead of me to become impressive. There was still plenty of time for the sorts of achievements that would inspire my mother to pen a braggy Facebook post about me. But after I turned 39, after there was nothing between me and 40 but a lump of months, I began noticing the wrinkles forming around my eyes. When I spotted a lone pesky gray hair sticking straight out of my left eyebrow, I began to panic. I realized that I did not in fact have my whole life in front of me. I had half, maybe less. And as everyone who has ever hit a downhill slide knows, the ride gets faster as it goes.

It didn’t help that my sister, who was just 19 months older than me, had recently secured her hoity-toity dream job with Amazon up in Seattle. She was climbing the corporate leader, wowing everyone she met. She drove an Audi. Lorde played at her company Christmas party. Then there was my brother, who was succeeding in the opposite direction: living a minimalistic bohemian lifestyle, teaching sustainable farming at UC Irvine, decreasing his carbon footprint and teaching those around him to do the same. I was by far the biggest failure in my family, a stain on my immigrant parents’ names. They had come to this country to raise impressive Americans, not sloppy stay-at-home moms.

I was headed for a mid-life crisis. I needed to shake things up before I found myself undergoing invasive plastic surgery, or worse, taking on a mustachioed lover. So, I pretended that the past 20 years had not happened, and did what many 20-year-olds do when they discover they have no skills, talents, or even hobbies to speak of: I started looking at trade schools. One evening, two glasses of wine deep, I began Googling the trades. Welding seemed cumbersome. I wasn’t likeable enough for real estate. And given my history of giving my children terrible DIY haircuts, beauty school was probably out of the question. Mid-Google, I fell asleep. Deciding on a new life path was exhausting.

But my crisis wasn’t about to let me quit that easily: a few days later, a flier from Grossmont Health Occupation Center appeared in my mailbox. They offered certification courses for pharmacy techs, medical assistants, vet techs, EMTs, and nursing assistants. Not exactly what I had in mind, but something.

Hello, nursing assistant!

“I think I am going to do one of those vocational certificate programs,” I told my friend Laurie during school pick-up later that day.

“Like one of those programs that high school drop-outs and parolees do?’ she asked, bemused.

“Uh-huh,” I shrugged, gritting my teeth.

“Is healthcare even in your wheelhouse?” she asked, stifling a laugh.

It was not. But then, what was?

Upon revisiting the Adult Ed flier, I noticed that the orientation date had passed. But my crisis was not about to be deterred by red tape and schedules. I checked the Grossmont Health Occupation Center website and discovered they were hosting additional orientations for the programs that still had openings — you know, the leftovers. Thus it was that on a muggy Monday morning, I drove to the school, which was located next to West Hills High School in Santee, ready to begin my new life. I meant business; I even wore an underwire bra. And despite my general fear and queasiness surrounding anything remotely medical, I went inside.

A secretary wearing pantyhose two shades darker than her skin tone explained that the only program that still had openings was the one for CNAs (Certified Nursing Assistant). Even among the options that were not what I had in mind, this one was not what I had in mind. But I told myself that the limited options were fine — one less decision to make, one less moment to hesitate and so be lost. The woman explained that I needed to pass a math and English assessment test and attend a brief orientation.

“Don’t worry, most people pass the assessment,” she said with a wink. Was I giving off idiot vibes? But I did pass, even if the math section proved a little dicey. Afterwards, I slid into an open seat in the orientation room next to a brunette who was snapping her gum. An older lady shuffled to the front of the room to address the prospective students. Honestly, she was probably my age, but I needed her to be older than me. She had streaky highlights and wore orangey-red lipstick. Her white blouse sported a small round oil stain — maybe from lunch? As she droned on about the program, I found I couldn’t stop staring at that stain; it was impossible to focus on anything else. Was it, was she, my future?

I perked up a little when her voice took on a serious note and she said, “If you are going to become a CNA, you need to be okay with poo — literally.” She paused, eyeballing all of us, really letting the sentence sink in before erupting into maniacal laughter. The prospective students laughed along. I did not. Despite having raised three children, I am by no means okay with poo. Especially when it’s a stranger’s.

That night, over a dinner of storebought rotisserie chicken and salad, I told my husband that I had enrolled in a nursing program. “It is time to get my life moving,” I said.

After a long pause, he let out a confused laugh, and replied, “Okay?”

And that was that. My future had begun. A few days later, I bought the required uniform: bright blue scrubs and a pair of white Converse All-Stars, purchased in the little boy’s section at Ross because they were cheaper than women’s shoes. The following week, I found myself taking a seat in a small, carpeted classroom at the Center. Apart from our instructor — a tall and lean Hispanic man with midnight shadow — I guessed I was the only person in the room over the age of 30. I did spot a skinny blonde sitting in the front row who was probably in her late twenties; she had a speech impediment and carried herself like a person who had done many, many drugs. On the third day of class, the teacher called me by her name — let’s say it was Jolynn — and continued the mixup for the remainder of the course. I tried not to let it show how deeply offended I was by his faux pas. I also tried not to let it get to me that Jolynn appeared to be just as upset as I was over the confusion.

For the first month of school, I let the other girls copy off me. Why not? At least someone was doing the work. I learned how to convert millimeters into cubic centimeters and grams into kilograms, how to take vitals, how to do peri-care, and how to clean dentures. I kind of, sort of, liked it. I was doing well — it was nice to do well at something — and the girls in my class were a lovable group of misfits. Everything was smooth sailing until it was time for clinicals, the part of the course in which we took what we had learned and applied it in a nursing home environment. At this point in the story, it seems appropriate to switch to present tense, for the sake of immediacy.

The tense present

Bright and early on an overcast Monday, we meet at Avocado Acute, located in a seedy section of El Cajon. Our teacher instructs us to park in the Shadow Mountain Arabic Congregation lot and walk a block to the nursing home. He has struck up an agreement with a pastor to allow us to park there. “You should still walk to your car in pairs,” he instructs. “This isn’t Del Mar.” He explains this to us as we stand near Avocado Acute’s information desk, all of us decked out in blue scrubs. We look like a family of Smurfs. “Remember,” he continues, his manner stern, “some of these patients are never touched. Do not get alarmed if on occasion they become aroused. It happens. Move on. Be respectful and professional.” I have never had to be professional in the presence of an aroused person before. Just one of the exciting new experiences I have to look forward to over the coming weeks, I tell myself. Take that, crisis.

“We stand near Avocado Acute’s information desk, all of us decked out in blue scrubs. We look like a family of Smurfs.”

Upon entering the nursing home proper, we are hit with an overwhelming odor: a mixture of urine, sweat, despair, and Lysol. As we continue our tour — meeting staff and patients along the way — we hear a steady stream of what sound like pained cries. Some of them sound tinged with delirium.

Eventually, our teacher separates us into two different wings. He introduces us to the nursing assistants on staff, the people we will shadow. My CNA is a grumpy looking middle-aged, dark-haired woman with round tortoise shell glasses. Call her Zeba. Zeba wants nothing to do with me: she barely looks in my direction when my teacher introduces me. Later, when she does look at me, it’s an up-and-down assessment, after which she wrinkles her nose in disappointment and grunts for me to follow her. Immediately, I am tasked with changing an older gentlemen’s adult diaper. I want to die. I have practiced this on dummies in our classroom lab, but never on a real human. I thought maybe I would be eased into the whole poo side of things, but Zeba doesn’t mess around. When she sends me down the hall to a utility closet for extra blankets, I run into one of my classmates. She whispers nervously, “This place is so scary! I never want to come back here, ever!”

I know I should say something encouraging, because I am her elder. Instead I whisper back, “I know!”

Before we leave for the day, my teacher pulls me aside and asks if he can speak with me privately. “Listen,” he says, there is a sex offender on this floor. He has been very disrespectful to past students. I assigned him to you. Don’t worry, I told Zeba that you are not allowed to go in his room unless it’s an emergency, okay? I didn’t want to put one of the younger girls on him.”

When I get into my car after this conversation, I cry. I never want to go back. Later, I type in the address of Avocado Acute into the Megan’s Law website, and discover that I actually have two sex offenders on my roster. Both are child molesters. I am disgusted. I call my mom, in tears.

“You’re fine,” she says, and I can tell that she is stifling laughter.

“Are you laughing?”

“No,” she insists, trying to compose herself. “But from the information you told me, both of them are child molesters. You are an adult. You are fine!” With that, she surrenders to a case of the giggles. What else is there to do but laugh along with her? I mean, it probably is okay.

“You can do this, I know you can,” she says before hanging up.

That is all I need to hear. I still don’t want to go back, but the next morning, I pull on my Smurf uniform and head out the door, because I am not a quitter, and I can do this. As I wait with the rest of my classmates for the start of our rounds, I can tell that many of them share my dread — a dread that for me, will endure for as long as I am there. But Jolynn, my tweaker twin? She seems to be thriving in this environment. She is one hell of a nursing assistant.

Near the end of my first week, I am carrying a bundle of dirty sheets down the hall in a clear trash bag when Zeba stops me and asks, “Are those from 117B?” I nod. She lets out a surprised laugh before commenting, “That patient has scabies!” I am horrified. I spend the rest of the day scratching my skin. I am a paranoid wreck. When I get home, I remove my scrubs in the garage and wash them in my machine’s hottest water cycle. I shower and scrub my skin raw, but I still feel itchy.


Zeba may not like me, but Dan does. Dan is one of my child molesters. He refers to me as his angel. “There she is,” he announces any time I enter his room, “my angel to brighten my day.” He wears a thick ankle monitor on one leg. He likes to talk to me about baseball and his oldest son, who lives on the east coast. He makes me feel squeamish. I remind myself that he is a person deserving of care, just like any other patient. I chant this in my head over and over during our every interaction. It works like a mantra. I am growing as a person.

Two weeks into clinicals, he gets a new roommate. Any time I assist said roommate, Dan freaks out. One day, while I am in the process of feeding Dan’s neighbor, Dan loses it. “Oh, I see,” he shouts at the new guy, his voice soaked with disgust, “You think you are the Prince of Avocado Acute.” From deep in his throat, Dan produces an out of tune trumpet sound, a bent fanfare for the new prince. His roommate rolls his eyes.

“You think you can just snap your fingers and she will get you whatever you want,” Dan rants.

“Ignore him,” I say, shaking my head.

“I need help!” cries Dan. “I need some orange juice!”

At last: a situation for which my life experience has prepared me: I have spent over a decade caring for my own bratty children. I know to keep my reaction minimal.

“I can get it for you when I am done here,” I tell him nonchalantly.

Like my children, Dan is not pleased by my lack of concern. Unlike my children, he feels free to volley a dizzying array of insults at me. I smile and shrug, remaining calm, just like I used to with my kids when they were in the throes of a tantrum. A few weeks later, when The Prince of Avocado Acute is moved to a more intensive wing of the hospital, Dan resumes his practice of referring to me as his angel.

I have other patients. There is a pint-sized man whose room is halfway down the hall. He has snow-white hair and a matching beard. He is almost always smiling. One morning, just after breakfast, he emerges from his room with two full cans of air freshener. He wheels himself slowly down the corridor, spraying both bottles simultaneously and fully saturating the air. He is met with a standing ovation from the entire staff. “You, sir, are a saint!” Zeba gushes in amusement. It is the first time I have ever heard her laugh. He salutes us and wheels himself back into his room.

The woman in room 115C has Alzheimer’s. While most residents don’t have personal belongings, her room is decked out in framed family photographs. She has floral bed sheets, and she wears soft flannel pajamas. Despite all her stuff, I have never seen a visitor enter her room. (In fact, during my entire time I work at Avocado, I see only one of patient get a visitor. Said visitor wrinkles up a nose at the smell and demands that I change the sheets. I do it, even though I changed them fewer than two hours earlier. I get it: Avocado Acute is scary, it smells bad, and the CNAs have too many patients.) One day, when I bring her lunch, she gets furious.

“What is this?” she shouts, seeing the tray in my hand

“Do you want me to bring you something different?” I ask.

She leaps out of her bed. I am so startled that I back up. She keeps walking toward me until I am pressed against the far wall of her room.

“Let me out of here!” she shouts, spraying my face with spit. “I am supposed to go to a movie!”

“Would you like to go on a walk?” I ask her sweetly.

But this only serves to enrage her more, and she shouts, “I need to get out of this place!”

I am pretty sure I am about to get my ass kicked, but then Zeba arrives. She laughs so hard that she can barely breathe.

“Stop being so nice!” she scolds me, “Let them know who is boss!”

For a few days after that incident, Zeba is less demanding and stops giving me all the nasty jobs. Unfortunately, I don’t stay on her good side for long. A week later, while I am changing a patient, he has an explosion of diarrhea. I am not properly equipped to contain it. It keeps coming and coming. It is a volcanic eruption.

“I am so sorry,” he says.

“It’s fine,” I assure him, “no problem.”

I call out to my friend Jasmine — a curly-haired 20-year-old who sat next to me during the classroom portion of our class — and ask her to bring another changing pad and more washcloths. Minutes later, she joins me as we tackle a literal mountain of shit. She wraps up a soiled washcloth, looks at me, and with a sarcastic smile, utters, “Can you believe this shit?”

“I cannot,” I reply.

Jasmine laughs first. She tries to contain her giggles, but within seconds, we are both laughing. I am laughing so hard that I have tears running down my face. Soon our patient joins in, letting out a big belly laugh — which causes even more diarrhea. We are dying when Zeba finally marches in. She is not laughing.

“Come on, Zeba, stop being so serious,” pleads Jasmine.

“Oh, for goodness sake,” Zeba says, sucking in her breath hard. Noting the mountain of soiled wash clothes, she demands, “Pull yourselves together and bring those rags down to the laundry!”

Of course, we weren’t laughing at the patient. Jasmine has a huge heart. She plans on becoming an RN. I’m sure she’ll be great at it. She is thriving here. I am not. My patients like me, and I enjoy keeping them company, but I am in a constant state of fear. I am terrified I will break one of their bones. I am scared that one of them will slip while I am bathing them, or worse, choke while I feed them their lunch. I am scared I will completely forget how to perform CPR.

It’s not that losing patients is unusual; it’s that I don’t want it to be my fault. One patient died my third day on the job. He slept in the same room as molester Dan, in the third bed furthest from the door. He was the skinniest human I have ever seen. He had wiry white hair. He resembled Popeye before Popeye was introduced to spinach. My second day, he grabbed a fork off his food tray and started furiously scratching his skin with it. When I managed to pry it out of his hands, he put a death grip on my arm and somehow forced me to scratch his back with the fork I was now holding. I was frozen with horror until I remembered to drop the fork. The next morning, his bed was empty. When I asked Zeba where he was, she said “Dead.” That was all the explanation she gave. I felt an unexpected pang of sadness over the loss of skinny Popeye.

Past tension, past tense

I didn’t tell many people I was doing the nursing program. As I have said, I am not a quitter, but I still wasn’t sure I would make it through the clincals. And even if I did, I knew I was not cut out to be a CNA.

But I did make it through, and after our last day, one of my classmates took a few of us to the bar she waitressed at, and we all did shots in celebration. Not a single one of us had quit. We took our final exam. All but two of us passed. Our teacher sent us job opportunities, and invited a few different speakers from local nursing homes to address our class. My classmates started applying for CNA jobs. Avocado Acute offered us all bonuses to stay on. A few of us did; most of us did not.

In the parking lot after it was all over, I gave Jasmine a hug, said goodbye, and cried. I knew there was nothing holding our friendship together outside of work, and that I would not see her again. But I think about her often. I imagine her as a full-fledged nurse, out there in the world, being impressive. As for me, I thought about applying at a hospice center. The idea of comforting patients in their final days appealed to me. But my crisis intervened; perhaps it was satisfied that I had suffered enough. Because even as I searched CNA job listings, ads for preschool teaching jobs kept popping up. I decided to apply for a few. I have always been great with kids.

I got a call back about a job at a Grace Lutheran preschool in Hillcrest. I scheduled an interview. Assistant director Anita, met me at the gate and gave me a tour of colorful rooms filled with little people. In the toddler room, I helped an adorable round-faced boy named Duncan build a tower out of wooden blocks. He giggled uncontrollably after knocking it down with a swift karate chop. Outside, a class of four-year-olds marched by in single file, singing a dinosaur song at the top of their lungs. A little girl in a purple dress with braided pigtails growled like a T-Rex. A curly-haired boy with saucer-sized brown eyes looked up at me with a shy smile and waved a chubby hand in my direction. “Hi, nice lady,” he shouted with a grin. I smiled and waved back. He looked almost identical to the toddler version of my oldest son. My heart felt like it might explode. I felt such a strong sense that I had landed exactly where I was meant to be. Zeba was a fading memory.

“I’ve got a good feeling about you,” Anita said as she walked me back out the gate. Zeba disappeared altogether. If I could have bottled up that moment in a snow globe to keep on a bookshelf, I would admire it often. I was so overcome with joy that when Anita called me a few days later to offer me the position, I said yes immediately. Maybe a job teaching preschool at minimum wage wasn’t going to rate a braggy Facebook post from my mother, but I was okay with that. I felt hopeful — even though I still needed to be okay with other people’s poo. Two weeks shy of acing my Certified Nursing Exam, I went to work at a preschool. It was exactly what I needed.

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Killexams : EKU becomes first public university to offer Option 9 Alternative Route to Teacher Certification

Eastern Kentucky University (EKU) became the first public university in Kentucky to offer an Option 9 alternative route to teacher certification following exact approval by the Education Professional Standards Board (EPSB).

According to the Kentucky Department of Education, “Option 9 is a new alternative route to certification that allows a person to complete a bachelor’s degree and initial teacher certification in a three-year period while working in a non-teaching position in a school district.”

In partnership with multiple educational cooperatives, EKU Option 9 increases the aspiring educator pipeline and addresses teacher shortages in the Commonwealth.

“EKU is committed to serving and supporting partner school districts in a variety of ways, including by offering the expedited, streamlined and tailored Option 9 route to teacher certification for eligible candidates,” said Dr. Nicola Mason, chair of EKU’s Department of Teaching, Learning, and Educational Leadership. “In conjunction with the launch of our new 100% online elementary education degree program in August 2023, there are now more reasons than ever to pursue a career in education at EKU.”

EKU Option 9 students will pursue their bachelor’s degree and initial certification in elementary education while employed in a participating school district. Students will complete coursework online and work with students and in classrooms to complete field experience and student teaching requirements.

Local districts and schools will help ensure student success by providing necessary mentoring and support throughout the program.

“Once again, Eastern Kentucky University is stepping up to enhance educational opportunities in our region. The Option 9 program is an innovative pathway to teacher certification that permits candidates to work and learn in the school environment while obtaining certification,” said Dr. David Gilliam, superintendent of Madison County Schools and chair of the Central Kentucky Educational Cooperative Board of Directors. “This will open the door for many non-traditional candidates and will meet an immediate need for staffing in our public schools. Through this move, there is great potential for continued collaboration between EKU and Madison County Schools.”

EKU has partnered with the following education cooperatives and their school districts in offering Option 9:

  • Central Kentucky Educational Cooperative (CKEC) and its 24 school district members
  • Kentucky Educational Development Corporation (KEDC) and its 74 school district members
  • West Kentucky Educational Cooperative (WKEC) and its 26 school district members
  • Southeast South-Central Educational Cooperative (SCEC) and its 26 school district members

"We are very excited about the opportunity to partner with Eastern Kentucky University in the implementation of Option 9 programming. This partnership will give our districts an additional tool they can use to support those who are passionate about pursuing teaching as a profession,” said David Young, CEO of the CKEC. “Among other outcomes, we hope that the Option 9 route will assist districts in strengthening the pipeline of high school students who pursue education as a career. Districts will be able to support students through their transition to post-secondary education, providing them valuable work experience in their home district. Upon receiving their certification, many of these students may very well choose to teach in their hometown. That can be a game-changer for our public schools. We couldn't be happier about this opportunity."

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Killexams : Waco-area news briefs: Alternative Teacher Certification program session Feb. 23 at MCC

The Waco Rose Society will meet at 6 p.m. Thursday in McCullough House, 407 Columbus Ave.

A virtual tour of The Rose Geek’s garden will be the course of the program as well as recommendations of some new roses. The meeting and membership into the Rose Society are free and open to the public. For more information, call 254-717-4877.

The Waco Chapter of the National Active and Retired Federal Employees Association will meet at noon Thursday in the meeting room at the West Waco Library, 5301 Bosque Blvd.

The annual Westphalia Knights of Columbus Council “42” Domino Tournament will be led Sunday at the Westphalia Community Parish Hall on Highway 320 in Westphalia. Registration will run from 11:30 a.m. to 12:30 p.m., followed by play. Each player will draw for a partner between rounds and will play four 30-minute rounds. Cost is $5 per player.

For more information, call 254-721-4443 or 254-985-2510.

McLennan Community College’s Alternative Teacher Certification program will host an information session from 6:30 to 7:30 p.m. Feb. 23, in Room 139 of the Michaelis Academic Center. The event is free and open to students and the public.

The Alternative Teacher Certification program, accredited by the Texas Education Agency, is for individuals with a bachelor’s degree or in the last semester in a bachelor’s degree program who would like to become certified teachers. Upon successful completion of the program and state-mandated exams, graduates are certified to teach in Texas schools. Classes will start in June, and participants can start teaching in August.

Dr. Peter Hotez, dean of the National School of Tropical Medicine at Baylor College of Medicine and university professor of biology at Baylor University, and Dr. Maria Bottazzi, associate dean of the National School of Tropical Medicine at Baylor College of Medicine and distinguished professor of biology at Baylor University, will speak on “Behind the Scenes for the Development of a COVID-19 Vaccine suitable for Global Access” at 3:30 p.m. Thursday in Room B-110 of the Baylor Sciences Building.

Their lecture is free and open to the public.

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Killexams : New Consortium introduces student affairs educator certification

Established collaboratively by seven student affairs professional associations

WASHINGTON, Feb. 6, 2023 /PRNewswire/ -- The Higher Education Consortium for Student Affairs Certification today announced the official launch of Student Affairs Educator Certification. This professional certification program offers a core student affairs educator credential (CSAEd) and specialty credentials in the functional areas of campus activities, campus housing and residential life, campus recreation, college unions, fraternity and sorority life, and student conduct administration. All certifications were developed to benefit mid-level professionals by formally recognizing their knowledge gained post-degree through several years of student affairs/services work experience and ongoing professional development.

The launch of Student Affairs Educator Certification marks the culmination of a multi-year development process led by the Consortium and involving hundreds of practitioner and graduate faculty subject matter experts in student affairs/services. The Consortium was established collaboratively by the student affairs professional associations ACUHO-I, ACUI, AFA, ASCA, NACA, NASPA, and NIRSA. The goals of the Consortium include supporting individual student affairs educators seeking to demonstrate learning achieved through work experience and further support their professional advancement into senior-level positions and transitions across student affairs/services functional areas.

"The essential work performed by student affairs educators has been exceptionally difficult these past years. Employees commonly report low morale, high attrition, and a desire for greater professional development. Certification offers an opportunity to address some of these challenges by providing student affairs divisions with a new means to recognize the knowledge their employees have continued to gain through work experience, encourage ongoing professional development, and achieve a tool to support mobility," says Joseph DeSanto Jones, executive director.

The pilot of Student Affairs Educator Certification occurred in fall 2022. Applications for spring will open on February 13, 2023. To learn more about applying, register for the Student Affairs Educator Certification Spring Info session here: https://us06web.zoom.us/meeting/register/tZEpde6urjMrHtCweUPFKnkjzqQzkRWaNsTO.

For additional details about Student Affairs Educator Certification, visit the Consortium's website at https://studentaffairscertification.org/.

About Higher Education Consortium for Student Affairs Certification

The Higher Education Consortium for Student Affairs Certification promotes and advances student affairs and services in higher education by assessing and recognizing individual educators who demonstrate competency in established domains, commit to ongoing learning and professional development, and comply with the code of ethics.

Joseph DeSanto Jones,


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SOURCE Higher Education Consortium for Student Affairs Certification

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Killexams : Information sessions scheduled for Ascension's Alternative Certification program

Two virtual information sessions will be held in February for those interested in applying for Ascension Public Schools' Teach Ascension Academy in March.

The academy is an on-the-job professional development program for aspiring new teachers in Ascension's primary, middle and high schools.

"Our program offers multiple layers of support for anyone beginning their journey in the field of education,” said Instructional Supervisor of TAP and Teacher Development Mary Dazé. “Come be a part of a program that believes in a collaborative partnership to grow ourselves so that we can grow students. Together, we can Teach Ascension."

Virtual information sessions:

In 2015, Ascension launched the TAA program to recruit, train and hire teachers from alternative professions or academic programs. The two-year program includes four weeks of intensive professional development over the summer, placement as a teacher during the school year with weekly professional development, and master, mentor and supervising teacher support, a news release said.

Minimum Enrollment Requirements for the TAA program include:

  • Bachelor’s degree from an accredited institution
  • Minimum GPA of 2.5 or higher as evidenced by an official transcript
  • Passing score on PRAXIS II (content knowledge)

TAA candidates who successfully complete the interview process will go through four weeks of intensive professional development and receive field experience during the summer. Once completed, candidates will be evaluated to determine readiness for classroom placement in one of Ascension's schools.

Tuition for the program is $4,000, but will be covered if the candidate completes at least two years of teaching in an Ascension Parish school.

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Killexams : Former Vermillion High School teacher's certificate revoked for 'grooming' student

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