Annotate Autobiography

“Why do you want to teach?” This infamous question is a pivotal one that I have been asked countless times during my collegiate years. Since youth, my parents’ way of life has inspired me to become a teacher. My father was never properly educated. Rather than going to school full-time, he decided to work to help my grandmother financially. Although he did attend school a few days a week, he never had the support of teachers or family to make education a priority. As a result, he grew up illiterate and lacking the essential skills of reading and writing. The fact that my father never received proper education and lacked a solid supportive learning environment has inspired me to pursue a career in education. I would like to help change the way students easily throw in the towel at school due to family burdens and social circumstances. My mom also inspired me to become a teacher because her career field exposed me to younger children and birthed a love for giving, helping, and motivating children to explore. My mother owned several preschools since I was seven years old. I grew up interacting with a variety of children that attended her

I was born May, 30th 1989 at Wadley Medical in Texarkana, Ar. I was born to Kym Crispino from Queens, NY and William Lee of Hot Springs, Ar. My parents were young when they had me. We were very poor at times, but they always made sure I had what I needed. I was an only child, but grew up around plenty of cousins. I have lived in Texarkana my entire life. My parents split up when I was twelve, and my mother and I moved out into the country on a dead-end street with no children in the area, I became very sheltered and a little socially awkward.

I was born in Cedar Rapids, Iowa on February 22, 2002 to Matt and Rachel Eilers I was born at Mercy Medical Center. On the twenty third of February I got to go to my home at 7526 Cattail Ct. NE, Cedar Rapids, Iowa. My room had blue curtains; I still can remember it. My brother was born on October 11, 2006. At the age of 5 years old I had brain surgery due to my Chiari malformation. I went to kindergarten on August 20, 2008 at Holloway House. My preschool and kindergarten teacher was Mrs. Varn.

I was born on December 6, 1806 in Drummond town, Virginia. My father, John Wise died in 1812 and a year later, my mother, Sara Wise died leaving me an orphan. After my parents death’s my two aunts and my grandfather raised me. In 1822 I attended Washington university in southwestern Pennsylvania studying law and in 1825 I finished college. A few years later I moved to Nashville, Tennessee there I married Ann Eliza Jennings and we had four kids and in 1837 my wife Ann Eliza Jennings died.

I was born in Hodgenville, Kentucky, on February 12, 1809 (Holzer). I spent most of my childhood in Indiana from ages seven to twenty-one (Holzer). I did not always agree with my father but we had the same view on slavery. I helped out on the farm, and I read when could as a young boy.

Sitting on a colorful blanket and listening to my mom read books from Disney was my first memory of learning how to read. She could read word by word, making those face expressions that used to make me feel excited and of course she would show off the pictures. She finished reading and then she gave me a little purple notebook, where I used to practice how to spell my name and practicing the alphabet. Those are the first memories I have about learning how to read and write.

I was born on December, 27, 2003 in Dubuque, Iowa. When I was born, I had no brothers or sisters. I only had my mom and dad (My Mom’s name is Amy, and my dad’s name is Tim). My interests when I was younger was sports, because my uncles always played sports and for their baseball teams I was the bat boy. I went to Key West for my daycare and preschool. My first time ever walking was when I was about nine months old. My first word was ball because I was always at the baseball field watching my uncles.

I was born on the thirteenth of May in the year 2000 to Clair and Jay Brake. At the time, my parents still lived in Mocksville, North Carolina, so I was born in Davis Hospital. I weighed 6 pounds. When I was three, on August the twenty ninth, my little brother Jason was born. My earliest memory is of Dad holding Jason on the first night back from the hospital, and I asked why Mom hadn’t come home with us yet. Dad said she needed to heal from Jason, and I went to bed.

I was born on November 25, 1835, in Dunfermline,Scotland. Dunfermline was Scotland's historic medieval capital. The town fell on hard times when industrialism made home-based weaving that's no longer made, leaving workers, like my dad, Will, hard to support their families. My dad and my grandfather, Thomas Morrison, who is a shoemaker and political reformer, joined the popular Chartist movement, which believed conditions for workers would improve if they were to take over the government. When the movement failed in 1848, my Mom and Dad sold their belongings to buy tickets for a ship to America for us.

I have many memories related to reading and writing. Throughout my life I have always been involved in the written word, and it was almost always a positive experience for me. The only exception to this is when I was actually trying to learn how to read and write.

My name is Elizebeth Putnam and I have been assigned as your Level 3 student this fall. My first day will be Friday, September 29th. I am looking forward to meeting you and your students. I have attached my autobiography which I am using for student teaching in the spring but I thought it would give your students an opportunity to know a little information about me before I come this week. Thanks.

I was born on May 11, 1894 in Allegheny City, which later became a part of Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania. It was a very industrial city with many churches, social organizations, factories, commercial areas, and packing houses. It also had numerous job opportunities for German immigrants. My family eventually moved to Santa Barbara, California when I was fourteen. Whilst there, much renovation occurred at the Church, mostly in the sanctuary. I saw my very first dance performance at the Mason Opera House in Los Angeles, which is about 95 miles away from Santa Barbara. I moved to New York in 1925 to attend the Eastman School of Music, and that’s where I did a lot of my work.

I was born in Santa Ana California in 1951. I was the second of seven children. From a very young age I was my mother’s babysitter and helper. With each one of my mother pregnancys I took on more of my mothers house work. By the time I was in my junior year at high school I was cooking meals and washing the clothes every night and hanging them out, then removed them when I got home from school and start all over again.

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I remember myself sitting near a little block with letters and my mother teaching me the name of each of them. She starts to sing me a song to help me to memorize the alphabet. It is so funny singing the ABC song. At that instant, the door opens, and my father enters the room. That is the first thing carved in my memory, and each time when I think about it, I conclude that we are the best family in the world.