College Admissions Essay: More Than Just A Teacher

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.

In elementary school, we were all asked a question. “What do you want to be when you grow up?” I have always known my answer to that question. I want to be a teacher. The question in the back of my mind, was what kind of teacher. Through my life I’ve met many different teachers, and have had many different experiences, that have helped me find an answer to that question. If not for all of these people and experiences, I don’t know where I would be.

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.

Beginning in elementary school, I had a handful of adults that influenced me as a reader and writer. One of my teachers, who I had a close connection to, took the time to get to know me and help me to find books that would truly interest me. Her name was Mrs. Elwood, and she jump started my love for reading, although that would come to an end. The series she introduced me to was called “Geronimo Stilton” and I still remember that the text was written in a font that resembled the word that was being spelled. After Mrs. Elwood showed me those books, I enjoyed our weekly trips to the library. Another great thing about our elementary library was Mrs. Gasaway. As soon as all of us kids had finished checking out our books,

Miss. Levon was my language teacher, and she was the absolute best. She would let you find a book that you were interested. If you weren’t interested in any book, she would help you go through each book until one intrigued you. I liked a few books, but there wasn’t that “one book”. I couldn’t find a book I could fall in love with. In her class, we had to give a summary about what we read and if we liked it or not. I would always summarize the book, but I would never like a book. Miss. Levon noticed that and one day she asked if sheher and I could stay after school and look for a good book. I decided to do it and see if I couldcan’t find a book I actually wanted to read. After about an hour or so looking, I thought I would never find a good book. She found a book for older kids and read it to me. It was Hachet, and I was instantly hooked on it. I couldn’t believe that a teacher, Miss. Levon, would go out of her way to help me find a book that I was truly interested in. She had a passion for books, and ever since spending that day after school in the library with her, I developed a small passion for

I remember the early years of my childhood when I arrived at school and was received by the warm greeting of my teachers, who seemed to have special abilities to perceive if I was angry, sad, or hungry. In the classroom, I felt safe and had the confidence to tell my dreams without fear that they would make fun of them, when I was a child, my teachers made me feel loved and protected.

Sohnly is that she is very approachable. I loved spending free time with her venting about how unrealistic the show The Bachelor is, or getting excited whenever The Walking Dead would make a new season. Mrs. Sohnly was one of my best friends in high school, and even though she sadly retired after my junior year, it always brings me a smile whenever I see her substitute teaching. Every day she teaches, it is a good day because she is passionate about affecting her students’ lives. I was one of the lucky ones who was able to be taught by such a wonderful teacher because she truly did care about me and my future. Without her, I would not have achieved some of the many goals I made for

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

When I was little, I would enjoy reading books such as, Henry and Mudge, and also Captain Underpants. These were some books that I was able to understand because of them being less rigorous. As a grade school student, I was never the strongest reader. It was hard for me to understand and comprehend the material I was learning. In class, we would read short chapter books together as a class and take brief quizzes on the chapter then after. I believe the turning point to becoming a substantial reader happened when my family and I moved. I attended a different school in a different school district going entering fourth grade. Switching schools I think has benefitted me, and I think it was good I was still little because I felt as if the new school district I was in, District 303 in Illinois, give students more assistance and one-on-one to help us become stronger readers. When my class would start reading in class, I would step out of class and meet a

I remember the day I became enamored with the subject of English. It was freshman year and my English teacher Mr. Lubera was also new to the school. I stepped into the small classroom full of Shakespeare posters combined with the soothing scent of an apple pie candle resting on his desk. I did not know what to think at the time because at this point English and books were something I could not care less for, however the moment Mr. Lubera walked through that door full of excitement and the cheesiest puns I have ever heard I knew I would love his class. I remember sitting in the library working on a persuasive essay for two weeks and how he told us of every pitfall we could encounter and what to do if it does. I remember acting out Romeo and Juliet during class and then discussing what happened and the meaning. Most importantly however, I remember the time we finished the book “To Kill a Mockingbird” and had a socratic seminar about the ending and the enduring themes within. It was in this class that Mr. Lubera showed me how fun English can be and I have been enticed in the subject ever since. Every year I would look forward to my English class in hopes that I would learn something new or read something interesting. It is because of this experience that I want to become an English teacher and recreate my experience for others.

She believes reading can be boring if the book she is reading is boring. Moreover, she only likes to read when an adult is with her because she finds that some words are difficult to pronounce. Although she does not know some of the words in the book, it does not change her mind from loving reading and independently reading the books she likes. She believes that it is the teacher’s job to help students with their work and help them learn to read.

Math and I were never friends. Growing up math was always my least favorite subject by far. Ask me who was the 9th President of the United States, I could answer you without hesitation (the answer is William Henry Harrison, the poor guy only lasted about a month in office). Ask me to find the direct object in a sentence, no problem. However if someone used to ask me to solve for x in an equation, I could not do it. I hated math and math hated me.

I’ve always had fun using a computer and learning new things about video game technology and just random stuff. I would really like to expand my knowledge on the subject about computers or something involving computers. I also enjoy graphic design and love to draw. Soon I will even get my own drawing tablet to create new drawings on a computer instead of using pencil and paper. Something I like to also do is learn about different places and cultures.

Who is a teacher and what makes a good teacher? By definition, a teacher is a person who teaches, especially in school, but can anyone be a teacher? That is a matter of the possession of qualification and the overall talent utilized whilst on the workforce. Having such qualification simply doesn’t create a good teacher, though. Becoming a good teacher requires work, effort and time that one must be willing to sacrifice from their daily lives. A good teacher must be able to teach the students clearly. He/she must be well prepared, whether it is regarding the lesson of the day or any sudden questions the pupil may ask. A good teacher should have confidence with themselves and be organized at all times. A good teacher respects his/her job and tries to be as effective as possible.

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.