Fruit Day

Fruite day

My class was made up of four girls, and I was the last girl in the room. We were all sitting around a table at our desks. We were talking, laughing, and eating snacks, but we weren’t paying attention to each other. As usual on this particular day, we were having some sort of discussion, or debate. It looked as though we were both getting ready for another one of those classroom days, but then again, none of us seemed to be listening. Then out of nowhere, she said something that caught me off guard.

I had no idea what came over her because I hadn’t realized how much my life had changed since I moved from Seattle to Denver. I had always been very active in sports, even when it wasn’t convenient for me. Now that I have found myself in the city, I am still pretty involved. I’m not sure why I became so interested in teaching until today. One thing is clear, however, my interest in sports did help lead me to become a teacher. So, being the first in my family to go to college, being an athlete, and being someone who could get into any sport that I wanted to be helped, along with having the drive and determination to get where I am today, I guess I can say that I have learned how to teach. The students are great. They want to learn and they will listen to anything that I have to say. When there is one student that doesn’t seem like he/she will ever understand the material, they will sit up straight and try their best to get through. That has worked well for everyone. Everyone is willing to ask questions and make suggestions and it helps that these two-year-old kids are learning how to speak English as if they’re speaking Italian. Not only does this help them understand the material in a better way, but it also makes them more comfortable with asking questions. Also, I think it helps that most teachers don’t take themselves too seriously. Most of the people I know in education are just looking forward to their next lesson and making jokes, so if I need to make a joke then I do. If I need to talk about something serious that needs to be discussed, I let them know and then we discuss what I’ve learned along the way. I’m glad that I’ve chosen to be a teacher. At least it allows me to use my skills to teach instead of wasting them with video games and sports.

One of the things that I love about my job is working with children who are different from us. Some have autism and some are hard to read. Some can have ADHD. These are the reasons that I enjoy working with them. While working with them, I have noticed that they love music and they love to dance. I have to find ways to make lessons fun so they can keep up with the rest of my classes. This is a big reason I love my job, which is why I will continue. Teachers make all of us better people. They shape our lives in good ways. What could be worse than being stuck in a rut or trying to figure out life without friends? Imagine going to a new place, trying to get acclimatized to a new culture, learning a completely new language, and trying to fit in. Being stuck in a small town in the middle of nowhere where they don’t speak the same language. In the end, you never really learn anything new, and you always feel like you’re missing out on opportunities because you can’t fit in. You never try new things, and eventually, you give up. That’s right. Many things can make us unhappy, and teachers bring light to all of them. Whether it is a child who struggles with reading or even a struggling student who has attention deficit hyperactivity disorder (ADHD) I believe that they will benefit greatly from a teacher like myself. Someone who knows exactly what they are doing and understands how important it is to get them back on track. No matter what happens in your own life, there is always room for growth and I see that in the children.