Reflection Paper

There was one day I was supervising everyone and I decided to play music. I love to sing, so that is mostly what I was known for in that class. I played Just The Way You Are by Bruno Mars for one of the kids. One of the teachers, Donna, said to me that I would make a fantastic Special Education teacher. That one comment really made me think about my future. That was the moment that I decided that I wanted to be a teacher.

Thanks to my grandmother I knew that I wanted to teach but it wasn’t up until my last year of high school that I took it seriously. During my senior year at Pine Ridge High School, I took a Native American History class. I found the class to be extremely intriguing; because I spent my whole life not knowing about the events that took place on my reservation less than a hundred year's ago. After finishing the class, I decided that I would like to go off to college and major in History education and when the time comes I could do Native American studies minor.

I’ve always known that I was meant to become a teacher. In the fifth grade yearbook, each child claimed what they wanted to be, although most of these will change with time. Every little girl guessed that they would be a professional dancer, a princess, and other mystical job titles. The space beneath my smiling face read “kindergarten teacher”.

Prior to attending college I really didn’t know what I wanted to do with my life. My only goal senior year of high school was to get accepted into a good college or university. Fortunately, I did get into a really good school, but my dilemma was I didn’t know what I wanted to major in. I decided to major in education, sadly because you get summers and weekends off. However, I was completely blind to how hard a teacher works and upon attending St. John’s University School of Education, I gained a new found appreciation for teaching. I decided my Freshman Year that this is what I wanted to do.

I spent the summer wondering which career would bring out my true passion and love; I chose teaching. It was not about the money, but about providing my students with the opportunities and knowledge to grow and be whatever they dreamed. It is gratifying to see student’s smile about understanding the content and asking questions.

Ever since preschool I always knew that I wanted to become a teacher. Now that the time has come, I am pursuing my dream of becoming one here at Kent State University Geauga.

When I was going to my second semester of junior year I entered a class which was a teaching internship. I was nervous and unsure about this, I didn't feel fit enough to become a teacher because there was always this little voice inside my head that constantly told me I wasn't good enough. Alas, this was something I was deeply passionate about and I knew I had to push through all these horrible thoughts inside my head. Finally, it came to us assaining classes to teach I was extremely excited but super nervous. I had an option though, I could go to the elementary school or stay and teach the special education kids. Hearing the thought of being able to teach them lit up my entire life. I had really wanted to get more involved with the special education kids because the special needs kids are just very special and unique

I started teaching my kiddos about three years ago, and they are one of the biggest blessings in my life. Every Sunday I leave my classroom knowing I have learned just as much from them, as they have from me. The biggest lesson my pupils have taught me is to always find the joy in the little things in life. It is amazing how entertaining six-eight year olds find almost anything, and these kids have truly inspired me to live my life with a child’s heart. My students have also taught me that teaching is my life's passion, and what I will continue to do for the rest of my

It started with my first job application. Started with me walking into a job opportunity feeling comfortable because I was prepared for this. I was made for this. Started with me writing “Ms. Miller” on that chalkboard for the first time. Started with that first hand raised, asking that first question. When I look back on these past 10 years, I see accomplishments that might not mean much to someone else. Might not be the money making or fame striking story that my fellow classmates could share. I see accomplishments that don’t have dollar signs next to them, but they remain worth the most to me. Everyday of every year with my students is an accomplishment to me. Being apart of them become individuals, watching them question things and ask bigger and braver questions. Watching their eyes grow bigger as that math equation finally makes sense. Watching them understand words and how powerful they can be. Watching them go on to their next year with open hearts and minds, that is an accomplishment to me. In my own little way, with these little students of mine, I feel like we are together changing the world. I’ve only been a hired teacher for 9 years now, but I believe I have been a teacher in training my whole life. Inspired by so many wonderful teachers I’ve had myself, I knew I wanted to be that to someone, too. In a day of age where good teachers, truly good teachers seem to be few, I am honored

As each performance rolled by and as I presented each child with their medals I realized that I couldn’t live my life without feeling the sense of pride and the happiness I felt at the end of a successful year of teaching. I knew that I needed to be a teacher. I loved to see how happy the children and the parents were after each and every performance. I felt an unforgettable sense of accomplishment that I look back to when my classes get hard or when I feel any sense of doubt that maybe teaching isn’t for

As a kid, I used to tell everyone that I wanted to be a teacher when I grew up, this was only due to the fact that my mother was a teacher though. As I continued to grow, I went through various stages of what I thought I wanted to be: a lawyer, a doctor, the President of the United States, and so on. But during my junior year of high school, I signed up for a cadet teaching program. Through this program I would be able to help teach in a 6th grade English classroom. And as soon as I started teaching those kids, I knew it was something I was extremely passionate about.Helping someone else learn and succeed by teaching and practicing the things they struggle with them is such a gratifying experience.

I definitely wanted to go to college. I knew it would mean a better job and a better life, but I wasn’t sure if I shared my teacher’s enthusiasm.

We all know that there is never that one person that is perfect in life, but we always believe that some people are just born perfect. For example, a person that will never get mad and have patience for everything, or a person that is attractive, or a person who has the most improved educational skills. In contrast, on my daily routines, I take out my anger on every little obstacle that gets in my way. I do not bother to take a step on exercising and procrastinate on schoolwork. This has been a routine in my life that I know I have to stop and do something to change it, but I just leave it aside and ignore it as if it everything was okay. Now that I have been reading The Habit and have been assigned to do a 30-day challenge, I have decided to form goals for myself. I had enough with these problems, and I am willing to create a better lifestyle by being a calmer person, living a healthier lifestyle, and being a better student.

As I move through the society of today, it becomes increasingly evident that I face a plethora of stereotypes daily, whether those who burden me with them realize it or not. A majority of these come simply from my race; as an Asian Indian, I am automatically considered by nearly all to be intelligent. Yet a greater number stereotypes come from my disposition; due to of the amount of AP classes that I am taking, many believe that I am organized and must devote all of my time to school, but few of these actually ring true.

Love is often linked to your heart and with your heart it generates a lot of emotions. I know for me when I first met my husband; I was giddy, clumsy, and shy and could hear my heart pounding in my chest. Nevertheless, as time passed, my heart began to have a normal beat. Often times there are those who heart beats to different drum. In addition to the difference of the heart beat there are many ways love is reciprocated. First sign of love you have an irregular heart beat and even mentioning name of the person who you love will cause your heart to beat irregular. There is no feeling like being love and having someone to share that love with. Love causes you do many thing but there is one love that searches the heart and bring clarity to you. God loves does causes you