Since this is an autobiography, let me start from the beginning. When I was born in 1995 to a middle class family, I recall living in Chicago for a while until my family moved to Orland Park where we still currently reside. As for some background information about my parents, my parents were both born in Poland and moved to Chicago, and once my sister and I were born, they decided to remain in the United States so that my sister and I can grow up here. My family basically consists of myself, my sister, and my parents. I recall my childhood being amazing and filled with many toys and activities that sparked my interest. I also remember that I used to love to read, and I believe that I started reading during kindergarten.. Whenever anyone would …show more content…
I strongly believe that I began to develop a love for learning at this age. As a student during this time, I went to school and then, on Fridays in the afternoon, I also went to Polish school from 5 to 8:45 and continued to learn Polish. I learned Polish at the beginning since I was enrolled in a Polish kindergarten program and was learning the language that my parents spoke often at home. Once I moved to the suburbs and entered 1st grade, I began learning the English language while also learning Polish. During my elementary years, I first traveled to Poland with my family in 5th grade, and I realize how lucky I am to be able to travel and visit my mother’s side of the family. My family and I typically visit Poland once every three years, and we are actually planning a trip this summer. I remember that in 4th grade, I began to think about becoming a teacher and even wrote down in a memoir that I wanted to teach when I got older. To me, it is amazing that teaching continues to be something I deeply want to do and has indeed become a lifelong dream for …show more content…
I was apart of a teaching internship, and through that experience, I learned how much I truly love to be in a classroom. I also knew at this level that I wanted to attend ISU for education due to hearing good things about the educational program and my teachers knowing how much I wanted to teach. During this time, my favorite objects were things that correlated to teaching, and these are still my favorite things such as pens, school supplies, a teacher charm that my mother bought for me, and any other items correlated to my dream career such as books like the “Chicken Soup for the Soul: Teacher’s edition”. At this time, I met a high school teacher who inspired me to become a teacher because she had such a passion for mathematics and was one of the kindest teachers I ever met. She was also small in size, and since I struggled with my height at this age, I looked up to her and realized that teaching can be possible despite my size. I learned from her that obstacles cannot get in the way of achieving a dream, and I also defined my meaning of success which would be giving one hundred percent effort on a daily basis and, in return, hopefully making a difference in someone’s life. My passion intensified and continues to intensify at ISU which was also my dream school. Although teaching may not be a part of my culture per se, I identify with is because
In the summer of 1998 my family fled the newly created independent country of Croatia (Former-Yugoslavia) to the United States. My parents came here in hopes of finding a better life as the economy was still recovering from Croatia’s war of independence. We first settled in Amarillo, Texas for a few months. We traveled around the states for a year or so looking for other refugees. After some searching my parents decided to move to Connecticut as it offered the best incentives for refugees. Listening to stories about this time of my life has given me a chance to appreciate the help we received from various government programs that settled us, clothed us, fed us, and helped us become independent American citizens. Now I want to give back and the best way I know to do this is by teaching the future generations of Americans.
Life in the middle school and high school was not easy for me. I had become an introvert, I still didn’t know how to be social, and I had very few friends. I was teased for being very quiet, and some people insinuated that I’m scared of fellow people. On the other hand life at home was difficult. My mother had become so bitter and pleased her was next to impossible. She became very harsh with my brother and me, and we were always scolded for even the smallest mistakes. Once in a while, my father would come for us and take us to the city he lived. I would look out of the windows as we drove out of town and would imagine how life in another city would feel like. I looked at the skies, and all I saw were promises of a better future. All my life I had lived in San
I was born in chicago , illinois on september twenty-five , nineteen-thirteen. I was a jewish kid and lived in logan square neighborhood of chicago, I loved it there. When i was twelve to fourteen years old i started writing and it was my way of being myself. I wished i could play ball and be a hit with the girls but i cold not play ball and luckily the girls didn’t like me. I went to Roosevelt high school then went to the university of illinois but i got expelled.
...ollege, because I am excited to learn new subjects, just as I am given the opportunity to sign up to attend classes that contain information that I am interested in. As I began this paper, I explained the process that I went through as I learned to talk. Literacy isn’t only the experiences one has with reading and writing, it is so much more than that. My literacy story has been enhanced through my interests, experiences and life. During my high school years, I always found myself taking care of children, whether in a school setting or babysitting. I found that I work well with younger children and that it’s amazing to see how they learn. This has also always interested me as I have reflected on my own life. Therefore, my literacy story continues as my interests have developed from not only adventure and animals, but also to children and my future teaching career.
My story started the day I step foot in the United State, October 4, 1994. I was lost in an unfamiliar world. My only academic guidance was my father who was a Certified Nursing Assistant. My new family was also composed of my stepmother, my 16-year-old brother, my 10 years old, and my 4 years old sisters. I spoke very little English, and my body was experiencing a culture chock for the first time of my existence. Finally, I was given a counselor while
A small bit of historical information is in order to set the tone for this presentation. I was raised, as most young boys are, learning to read, write, and the other necessary evils of elementary education. My father was finally discharged from the U.S. Army Air Corp. and World War II, where he had been a Lt. Col., and taught the use of the Norden Bombsight to bombardiers and crews of the time. My early years were basically fun years, as I learned how to fish, shoot, hunt, about dogs, cats, and toys…many, many, toys. My mother believed in spoiling me, since I was the only child, and for eight years, I was the only object of me parents’ attention. In 1958, however, that situation changed forever, with the birth of my little brother, and three years later, my little sister arrived. These two events, little did I realize, would have a profound effect on my life. They would alter the way I felt about life, contribute to changes in my personality, and most of all, formed the basis for my later life in general, including my chosen profession.
As an education major at State College, I’ve decided to become a teacher for several reasons. As I progressed through elementary, middle, and high school, many of my teachers were great role models for me. This has inspired me to become a role model for someone in the near future. My love for science and math has also influenced my desire to teach and make a difference in a child’s life. I want to teach students the subjects that I love so much. I want the feeling that I helped a child accomplish or learn something they couldn’t understand. One of the main reasons I want to become an educator is because I feel education has really lost teachers who truly love teaching and those who truly love teaching and those who have the desire to make a difference. I feel I can really help make a difference in the education world and bring back the love to teach.
My interest in teaching started at a young age. I used to watch my teachers in awe as they were able to find new ways to get their students involved and excited to learn. Their enthusiasm to teach was so inspiring. I would often find myself using that same fervor as I grasped each concept. I, then, was able to relay it to my fellow classmates as a peer tutor. To this day, becoming a teacher is a passion that flows through me. However, my enthusiasm and passion are not the only reasons I would be a good teacher. I aspire to see a student’s ability to grasp the knowledge they never before understood. I aspire to see a student succeed at something they never thought they ever could. I aspire to not only support students with academic skills, but also with life lessons about the value of community, pride in one’s own ethnicity, good citizenship, sportsmanship, and more. I aspire to play a fundamental role in ensuring that all students from all cultures and learning abilities have the opportunity to be guided in a positive learning
I never really thought about where my life was going. I always believed life took me where I wanted to go, I never thought that I was the one who took myself were I wanted to go. Once I entered high school I changed the way I thought. This is why I chose to go to college. I believe that college will give me the keys to unlock the doors of life. This way I can choose for myself where I go instead of someone choosing for me.
I am sentimental, out-going, indecisive, understanding, curious, naive, lazy, and young. I want to be ... , well a lot of things, and growing is discovering what they are. I feel people cannot see the potential within, although there is no one to blame but myself. I look to others for approval instead of to myself. I aim to please; it leads to approval. I don’t like to discuss my faults; I pity myself.
Two-thirds of children who participate in extracurricular activities are expected to attain at least a bachelor’s degree, whereas only half of children that do not participate do (National Center for Education Statistics, 1995). Childhood is a very important time in our lives, a time when we develop many vital skills that follow us into adulthood. Some people laugh or scoff at us parents that keep our children to busy schedules. Those same people would also argue that our children should be allowed to have a childhood, to not be so tightly scheduled in their daily lives. Before jumping on that bandwagon, I would suggest doing a little research. Participating in after-school activities has shown to benefit children in many ways. Children should
My parents instilled a passion for reading in me even as a toddler; years later, an excellent,
I have not always wanted to be a teacher. I always knew that I wanted to work with children in some way, but I was pretty sure that teaching was not for me. I was well on my way in my junior year of college working toward a biology degree so that I could become a pediatric physician’s assistant. I still cannot explain what happened, but one week I was a biology major, and the next I knew that I have always been meant to teach children. I suppose I just took the longer route to get there than most people do. The two main reasons that I have chosen to become a teacher is that I believe that teaching is extremely personally rewarding in many ways and the fact that I can actively make a difference in someone’s life.
Coming into the teaching profession not knowing a lot, I was able to use previous experience from previous teachers to understand how important it is to understand whether or not students really understand the subject being taught. Having a passion to teacher also improves how much work teachers have to put into to make sure students understand. Growing up, I had the opportunity to experience what it was like to have a teacher was passionate about mathematics. This particular opportunity showed me how much effect he was able to put on his students performance, but most importantly how much effort he had to put into things to see a change in his students work.
Having the ability to shape a student’s life is truly a gift; so many of my art teachers inspired me to follow my dreams. After hearing Taylor Mali’s poem, What Teachers Make, I knew that I wanted to be a teacher: I want to make a difference. Mali spoke with so much passion as he answered the age old question ‘what do teachers make.’ “I make parents see their children for who they are and who they can be,” this quote really moved me because I think in a lot of situations students’ talents are overlooked by their parents (Mali.) My art teachers always had their hand in the community creating sculptures for the local fire department or crocheting hats and baby booties. I feel good teaching shows students how to apply the knowledge they learned. I want to model what they learned so they can apply it to their everyday life. I attend to teach my students to be active members of society and be aware and respectful of others’ culture, and teach them how to apply the skills they learn in art in their everyday life.