I’ve
struggled with recognizing my intelligence. I know I’m not the smartest person
around, but I do know that I’m a very good student; which in turn, will help me
to be a very good teacher. I work hard and try my best in all I do. I know that
GPA, certain context based knowledge, writing and reading skills, and other
academic- based proficiencies are important, but what about the people who, that may not necessarily come naturally to? How about the ones who have to really
try hard, but in the end, their heart, sweat, tears, and work went into it?
For people
like me, the good student, the hard worker, the not so smart ones can be missed
sometimes. I am not ashamed to be a person that may not always be the sharpest
tool in the shed, but give me some time and I’ll give you something I’m proud
of and something I put effort into. I want to help those students. I commend those who can get things right away and
who are the “smart ones,” but I also commend and applaud those who have to work
a little harder to get it and who have to go that extra mile to understand;
that’s okay. I know it’s okay, because that is I.
We forget
to recognize the effort put into things- we automatically just jump to what the
end product is; what about the journey it took to get there? I have been
encouraged to teach to a diverse population, which includes: race, gender,
learning differences, religious differences, difference in opinion, and other
differences. I fully take on that challenge of teaching to the differences,
because I know exactly how it feels to be different. As a teacher I’ll embrace,
teach, and encourage the differences.
Some essay I had to write for something..figured I'd share it.
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