IdentityI am not going to lie; I haven't always wanted to be in education. It wasn't until I was a sophomore in high school that I realised that teaching was something I was interested in. It all started when I really started falling in love with my volunteer work at a camp that works with people living with disabilities. My experiences at that camp influenced me to want to major in severe special education, and coming to Boston University has made me passionate about it.
Though my path towards education started early on in my high school years, my first official teaching experience was not until this past summer. I got to work as a kindergarten teacher at a summer school at my church, and it was one of the best experiences of my life. I have always loved children, primarily kindergarten through second-grade children, so I was very excited about my position.
Of course, I was incredibly nervous on my first day of teaching. First of all, I wasn't even sure if I was cut out to be a teacher, and second of all, the thought of watching and teaching a bunch of rowdy five-year-olds was overwhelming, to say the least. Nonetheless, my first day in the classroom went better than I expected. My job as their teacher was to teach them the alphabet, how to spell words, and simple math, like counting. Though the learning content was not tricky, coming up with six weeks worth of lesson plans was something that I had never done before. At first, it was incredibly difficult for me to figure out.
