Why did I become a teacher – I have many reasons and I would like to share a few with you.
As a little girl my dream of becoming a teacher blossomed when I played school, not house, with the neighborhood playmates. I truly enjoyed being the teacher during this playtime, teaching my playmates the important lessons that would help get them through life.
When I was in third grade I struggled with reading and needed extra academic support. This obstacle was difficult to tolerate as a young child. My teacher would ask me to read aloud in class; this was quite embarrassing for me and a I developed a strong dislike for reading because of this humiliation. I was also taken out of my regular classroom for tutoring and this made me feel inadequate and I was shunned by my classmates. However, with the assistance of my teacher and tutor I was able to overcome my reading hurdle. Today I enjoy reading aloud to my students with enthusiasm so that they may get the “love-of-reading”.
Another reason I became a teacher. . .Mr. Chuck Carter. Mr. Carter was my high school government teacher. He is a double amputee Vietnam Veteran and a caring adult who went out of his way t support me when my home life was in turmoil.
As a young child and a teenager, these positive educator-student interactions have always stuck with me and influence my perspective as an educator today. I am thrilled to be a catalyst for my students’ learning, and I am grateful to have an incredibly supportive family so that I may be the best educator I can possibly be.