#2B Three Significant Events

I want to be able to be there for people who can’t do anything for themselves. When I was a teenager I was so insecure, and I just wished for one person to look at me and see that something was wrong. The most important event would have to be the rejection of a bunch of my friends when I was in seventh grade. My teachers were so amazing to me when I was down, and I feel like the best way to repay them is to try and do the same thing for some kid who doesn’t have anyone else to relate to. Being a young adult is hard enough emotionally without having to be alone. Teachers who are aloof and have no connection to the children that they are teaching always make me want to work harder. I want to show that helping children is more then giving them an education, but having them know that they can respect you, and trust you all at once as their teacher.

I also want to be my next door neighbor from when I was a kid. Mrs. Moldoff was my preschool teacher and my neighbor, and every day with her was like another adventure. Even when I was older she was always teaching me new things. Specifically she would have us over for dinner and let us talk to her about things that we didn’t want to tell Mom. She was our safe haven, and I want to be able to be that to some kid one day. Maybe a little more general, but it makes me feel good to know that I’m working towards at least being able to help some kids.

The first time my mom let me help her go over some homework for her students I knew that I was right, and I wanted to be a teacher. I know that the teacher always has more homework then the student, and that excites me. Helping Mom figure out what one student had meant in this paper, and what the other had meant on this homework assignment was just too much fun to pass up. I truly enjoyed it. I do know that I will have the complete opposite teaching style from my mom!