My parents always wanted to give their children the life they never had. I am Mexican-American, both of my parents immigrated from Mexico to the U.S. before I was born. I have numerous relatives, including my older sister, who do not have the same opportunities I have to achieve success because they are undocumented. For them, college was only a dream that could never be attained. Being the first U.S. citizen out of my entire family affected the way I thought about life. It was expected that I would attend college because I was the only one who had access to all the resources granted to American citizens. Although, I agreed with my family, the pressure to succeed and be a role model to my younger siblings was overwhelming.
My most important reasons for being a teacher are because I want to be part of a formal process that helps young people reach their potential, by providing them with the tools required so they can continue developing the skills to continue with self-learning about content, their social environment and themselves; because of the desire work surrounded by professionals who collaborate to pursue this objective; and because of the satisfaction to do something meaningful.
Ever since I was fifteen I wanted to attend college. I wanted to do something with my life and peruse a dream. I knew a college education was an important aspect and I wanted to experience it. I had goals that I wanted to achieve, and I knew it was not going to easy. I need to find a way to support the cost, the illness my mother was going through, and the negative comments I received because, I wanted something better.
I was born in El Paso, Texas to Mexican immigrant parents who did their best to raise me and my three siblings. Growing up in El Paso I never even saw myself applying to college, but then my dad made a bold choice to start a career in homeland security and that was when we moved to the DFW area. Ever since we moved to DFW every grade in junior high, i was talked to about college: how to get there, how to pay for it, and how to make it a reality. The thought of going to college never even crossed my mind before coming here. Now as a Senior in high school I'am doing everything in my abilities to make my dreams come true, to go to college and graduate to make my parents proud and prove to them that all their sacrifices haven't gone by without
When asked why I want to be a graduate school teacher’s assistant (TA), my honest answer is the financial benefits. Being an out of state applicant, the financial responsibility is significantly higher. The University of Wisconsin, Milwaukee is my dream graduate school. The clinical opportunities, unique elective offerings, and welcoming staff are only a few reasons why I am so drawn to this program. Throughout my undergraduate career, I have worked tirelessly to get to where I am today with selecting a graduate school. After working so faithfully for the past 4 years, I do not want to let financial liability stand in my way of committing to my desired school. Being a TA will provide me with the financial backing needed to make my aspirations a reality.
Essay Question: Imagine that you have all the money that you need to live comfortably and the skill set to work in or create any career you so desired. What would that career be? Why are you interested in it?
Even though I gained admission to all the colleges I applied to after high school, my parents were not able to raise enough money to cover for my school expenses. I stayed home for some time trying to help my parents raise enough money for school. I’m the first generation student in my family and coming from a family living under low income and struggle to put food on the table, we knew the only way to come out of this situation is through college education and that is what I'm committed to do.
From the time I was a seven years old till the current day, as a Sophomore at Benedictine University, I have wanted to become a teacher. The four years of high school, Oswego High School, I truly become passionate to become a teacher. I took the necessary general education classes, and my elective classes learning about child development and early childhood education. Once I graduated high school, I felt confident to become a teacher, but I discovered that special education was what I truly wanted to do. From the first day or first grade up to now, I have become a success student, which I can’t wait to become teacher I want to be an aspirational teacher one day to my future students.
As a child advocate, I believe each child has their own unique talent and it is my desire to help children meet their fullest potential. It is my personal philosophy to create an environment for children that promotes respect for each and every student and family, to allow children to learn the way that works best for them through developmentally appropriate practice, and to provide a constantly fun and caring, safe and positive classroom.
School is a major part of our young lives. It is where we spend the majority of our time as youngsters. Children begin to develop relationships with people who have not been apart of their infancy. For someone who does not enjoy school, this could put a damper on their relationships with others as well as their learning achievements in life. This is why I want to become a teacher. I want to develop a learning atmosphere where children feel joy and security.
When the kids are learning something, when they finally understand something, when I see that “Ah-ha!” moment, I realize that it is all work it. I love to see them
I believe education is one of the most important tools a person can have in life. Every child deserves to receive the best education possible. It has always been my passion to help each child discover their individual God given gifts and talents and to reach their full potential.
My motivation for being a teacher comes from somewhere deep within my heart and soul. I love children. I love the look that comes across their faces when they finally grasp a concept after they have been trying to truly understand it. I had a lot of teachers that made an impact on me and I want to have the same impact on as many children as possible. My teachers installed a love of learning in me. There is no better profession than teaching for those who want to learn. One is learning just as much from their students, if not more, than what they teach. Teaching is rewarding and involves making the world a better place. That is my calling. To change the world, one person at a time, by showing love to each and every person I meet. Weather it be one of my students or one of their parents, I want to be Christ’s light just like my teachers were for me. I want to be the support system that shows each and every one of my students that they can do anything they put their mind to. Not only can they shoot for the stars, but they can shoot far beyond. After all, I was once just a kid from a small farm town that no one knows about. Now I’ve been on 4 mission trips, I travel all around, and I moved half way across the country to chase my dreams. I am here because I was impacted by my high school history teacher/ musical director, Mr. Wittig. He pushed me to chase my dreams and to follow my heart and not to let anything get in my way. I want to share what I have with every child I can,
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.
I always pick up the worst books to read, they mostly end in death. I’m not sure if the big man up there is sending me a hint or trying to ruin my day. I am trying to fit everything in this stupid old raggedy bag, while trying to make some coffee. I check that I have everything, wallet, book, keys, lotion, gum, and my lighter. I’m not a smoker, I mean I’ve tried it but it wasn’t to my liking. I enjoy watching the flame, the way it dances and reaches out hungrily for anything it can consume to fuel its wrath. I should’ve put gas last night, I know I won’t make it with what I have now. I’m already late to my appointment with Percy,my psychiatrist she will be upset if I’m late since I missed two appointments already. Don’t start thinking I’m this crazy person on medication, I see a psychiatrist because I can’t sleep at night and because she has the best suggestions for restaurants. I finally make it out the door. Twist. Twist.Twist. I let the door knob go.