Multicultural Experience Essay

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Since I was seven years old I have always wanted to become a teacher. I visibly remember standing on top of my grandmother’s cedar chest, calling roll to make sure everyone was present. I had meticulously arranged each teddy bear and baby doll in a way that I felt was beneficial to their learning needs. I had word charts, stickers and behavior board so that each inanimate object could see its progress. The thought process that went into this make-believe learning environment stemmed from the wonderful experiences I had in elementary school. It was those experiences that sparked my desire to enter into the teaching field. As I got older and entered into middle and high school things began to change. The pizzazz that school once possessed had begun to slowly fizzle out. The work became more vigorous the teachers seemed agitated to be there and my enthusiasm was plummeting at an exponential rate. It seemed that school had changed so much in such a short amount of time. But my point of view changed after entering my 8th grade year of school. Surprisingly, all of my teachers that year managed to bring back the excitement I once had for school. The teachers were exhilarating, helpful and most importantly I could sense that they enjoyed what they were doing. It wasn’t every year that I had an experience like this but there were a few more exceptional years to follow in which my teachers were phenomenal! My forgotten quest of becoming a teacher had once again been ignited through these experiences. This further fueled my quest for becoming a teacher. After my school years were long behind me I entered into motherhood which brought on a gambit of issues regarding education. My son had been diagnosed with Tourette’s Syndrome, Obsessive Compulsive Disorder, and ADHD. Throughout school my son has been stereotyped because of his color, his gender and his
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