College Admissions Essay: More Than Just A Teacher

Mrs. Wilson instilled a love for reading in me. In first grade this didn’t seem like much, but as the years went on I saw her impact on my life in many different ways. In fifth grade I was given the opportunity to be “student leader”, presented the opportunity to go to the young grades and read to the kids. I of course chose to read to Mrs. Wilson’s class. This

Mrs. Sohnly taught me that books have a deeper meaning than just what was written on the pages; it was almost like a life-lesson. Life comes at you directly, but you have to look at life with its hidden message. Many students dreaded to read a new book for class, but I loved it. Mrs. Sohnly’s love for reading books influenced the way I felt about them. I loved the way Mrs. Sohnly would engage with her students while reading The Great Gatsby or How to Kill a Mockingbird. Evergreen High School was quite fortunate to have Mrs. Sohnly as an educator because she made a success out of all her students.

Looking back at my education, school wasn't as important to me as it should have been. My favorite teachers at the time were teachers who let me get by. Now that I'm mature and wiser, I now know that those types of teachers were not suitable teachers. The teachers that I ostracized were in fact the more suitable teachers and they only wanted the best for me. Of those suitable teachers there is only one who still has an impact on my life and her name is Mrs. Brantley. Mrs. Brantley is distinct from many other teachers. She is a teacher whose main and only focus is the success of her students.

In elementary I was blessed to have teachers who truly loved their job. Even though my mom laid the foundation for learning how to read and recognizing words, my teachers did the heavy lifting in furthering my knowledge by teaching me how to write and pronounce words. I remember that once a week my class would all walk down to visit the library. At the library we would sit in a circle while the librarian allowed us to decide on which book we wanted her to read to us. Afterwards we were allowed to roam the library and were instructed to check out at least two books in our reading level. I remember my fourth grade teacher, Mrs. Melendez, constantly reminding the class that we shouldn’t be checking out books that could easily be read in a matter of minutes. Mrs. Melendez wanted us to get books that were challenging and caused us to use context clues to figure out the

For as long as I can remember, I have wanted to be an elementary teacher. God placed the act of working with kids on my heart when I was very young, and I am thrilled to say that is still where I feel called. I went to a Union elementary school, Moore Elementary, until fifth grade, and the impact my teachers made on me there has shaped me into the person I am today. One of the most influential teachers in my life was my Pre-K teacher, Mrs. Greer. I had the amazing opportunity to go back to Moore and job shadow her. Being around her again made me remember all of the incredible things she taught me, and it was so surreal to see her in action impacting her current students. I am so happy that I got to job shadow her and to watch her from a different perspective than I had being her student. Through this new perspective, I learned so many new things about teaching.

The best teacher I’ve ever had was my Honors English teacher, who was the strictest and harshest grader I’ve ever come across. With her as my teacher, I spent the majority of my sophomore year stressed out. What I didn’t realize, however, was that the only reason I was struggling, was because I refused to acknowledge that what she was doing was teaching. The teachers I had previously, never challenged me in the way that she did and, because of that, I could do the bare minimum and still pass. After I finished her class, I realized that she didn’t just set me up to pass her class, but set me up to excel in the future. She changed the way I looked at education, and made me acknowledge that having trouble in a class didn’t mean that I was incapable;

First day of senior year I walked into my Literature class taught by the incredibly too chipper, Ms. Cordell. If her name didn’t already sound prestigious enough, she expected nothing but sublime work and effort from each us. In light of it, I loved having a teacher that pushed her class as unyielding as individually we were capable of. Not to mention, I felt that she knew our potential and uniquely wanted to help us live up to it. Her classroom was organized and clean.

I am Elisabeth Ocegueda, a freshman at Harrisburg High School with a, hopefully, bright future. When I first met Mr. Hartzler I was a little, lost twelve year old girl in middle school who didn’t quite know were she belonged. Mr Hartzler was one of the first teachers I had come to know that had enough energy to make an English class fun. Mr. Hartzler let me express myself and even though he might not know it, he is one of my favorite teachers because I knew that in contrast to other teachers, he actually cared about me and my future. I was never judged in his classroom and I was slowly but surely able to find myself. Over all, Mr. Hartzler will always be a teacher that I respect and that I will remember for my whole life. Thanks to him, I know who I am and what is right.

Anytime we meet someone who my Grandma has taught, they always remember her and the mark that she placed on their life. She has turned children whom most people had given up hope on, into individuals who are now able to be productive members of society. Her reprimanding of students has formed many well-rounded individuals, her authoritative voice still rings though my ears now, “Are you talking in my line!” or “Do you think you’re the boss of this classroom?” I wasn’t ever on the receiving end of those words, nonetheless I always knew that she only did it for the betterment of she mentored.

This assignment is aimed to highlight the Roles and responsibilities of a teacher and the importance for a teacher to be aware of the legal aspects of teaching inclusively and to follow all current legislation and codes using the teaching/training cycle, a cycle of assessment, planning and review/evaluating.

Throughout my journey in high school, I’ve made an incredible progress with the support of my teachers. Starting with my English teacher in Junior year, shannon Lupin. From her life lessons to her teaching moments, she was able to inspire my love for reading

Mrs. Eardly was my homeroom teacher who also taught me Science and English. I remember in her class, we always did hands-on projects to help us completely understand the topics. She was amazing at explaining things multiple times in different ways in order to make sure everyone fully comprehended the information. She was also not too strict- we weren’t scared of her- but she didn’t take any crap either. She was very sweet, always helping those who needed the extra help, and she was just one of those teachers who was amazing at making sure every single student felt special and appreciated.

After this, the students talked to each other and they decided that they enjoy it when the teacher reads to them. The teacher read the book and the students followed along with the reading. When the teacher finished reading, she asked various questions that the students had to answer. The students, had to discuss the question and the answer with their group members. The teacher, asked each group to give their answer and, all the students participated in the activity. They had a good teacher and student relationship. The students respected the teacher and she did an awesome job with the lesson. The teacher, talked to us and, explained that when she creates her lessons she tries her best to incorporate group work and class discussions. Her goal is, that her students are engage in the lesson that she created.

My English teacher, Miss Tingley, made us all write about a movie character that we felt connected to. Naturally, I wrote my paper about Matilda. I wrote about how we both loved books and how loving them made us feel different than the rest of our families. After Miss Tingley read my paper we became really close. She gave me tons of books that she thought I would be interested in. I would stay after school in her classroom and talk to her for hours about all of them while she graded papers. I told her her about my past experiences with reading and how I wished that my passion for reading could be useful. She then began to encourage me to become a Rebecca Caudill

Why am I a teacher? When I was a child I always had to pretend play school with my friends and I always had to be the teacher. My mom was a preschool teacher at the local day care center and I grew up seeing her cut bulletin boards and plan lessons. My best friend in middle school 's mom was also a teacher. I never wanted to be anything else and didn 't really have a back up plan if this teaching thing didn 't work out. In this paper I will take you on a journey through my educational years in elementary school and middle school, my time high school, delve into my time in college and then into my career as a teacher.