Reflection Paper

Wandering into the present I recall earlier that day volunteering with kids again at a different preschool. Hope fills my emotions when I look into the future at my job teaching two after school clubs starting in the fall. This is a new challenge that I will face, and I am excited to not only help children with math and reading but also to grow further as a person.

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”.

For a long time I didn’t know what I would like to pursue as a career but when I reflected on my life I realized some of my favorite times in life were when I was teaching someone something and when I was learning. In my future career as a high school teacher I will able to do both of those things. Seeing peoples’ eyes light up with interest because they

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.

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.

I always thought I would be a teacher and I would make differences in lives and it would be the greatest experience in the world for me, yet being a teacher wasn’t enough, I had a need to expand my education. I decided that perhaps I needed a new career, however, I felt certain education remained my passion. I began to explore new areas of education and I realized I still want to be a member of a classroom, a school and curriculum. I aspire to guide those leading our classrooms.

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

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 I got older I started considering other career options, while keeping teaching in the the back of my mind, until my junior year. That is when I started going to the elementary once a week, and is when I knew for sure I wanted to be an elementary teacher. Sometimes, I would work with the whole class, but most of the time I would work with one to four kids. There was one girl in particular

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 the hours went by each day, my fascination grew with the children, and I played with them every chance I could. I was no longer

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.

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

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.