I
believe that a teacher who inspires leaves an unforgettable impression.
Inspiration is one thing that can’t be taught, for me it was learned. My
teachers instilled meaning in my life, they inspired me. Since I can remember I
wanted to be a teacher. I wanted to be that person that always made me feel
welcome, that person that taught me school is fun, and that person who showed
me I could get through anything. Lucky for me I was fortunate enough to be
inspired by every teacher who took the time to go through life’s journey with
me.
Education
was never just limited to what was taught in the classroom as it shouldn’t be.
Life is one big lesson. We learn from it, and we move forward. However, if life
were that simple wouldn’t we all succeed? One of the most essential parts of
learning is falling down and struggling to get back up that’s when we learn the
most. Not only was I blessed with the most remarkable teachers but with the
most loving family, and the most caring community. Every time I fell there was
someone there to help me up but don’t let me fool you the climb up was never an
easy climb. I learned, I learned a lot, I learned inspiration, and the people
there for you at your weakest times can sometimes impact your life the most. I believe that struggles make you stronger,
and in the end life works out as it should fair or unfair.
My struggles made me strong. They inspired me to want to
teach, to mold the minds of our future with a warm and open heart, to help
children face what life throws at them, just like my teacher’s did for me.
School wasn’t always easy for me at one point I lost all motivation, I was in
fifth grade and thought the world had just ended.
My
mom had been sick for a couple of years fighting cancer and one day her fight
was up I was 10 and not ready for what life just through at me. I’ll never
forget that day. I stayed home from school and watched everything unfold before
me, while my dad called the school to let them know what was going on. I wasn’t
alone that day my family, friends, community and teachers were right there
behind me. My teachers showed up at my house on their lunch break. The support
I received from my school was unbelievable. That day my teachers made a
difference in my life. They showed they cared not only about reading and writing
but about my brother, my dad, and I. That day I felt it, inspiration. I may not
have been aware of what it meant then, but I do now. From that point on I knew
I wanted to be just like them. Inspiring children to believe that they can grow,
learn, and succeed even at their weakest points.
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