Well, I haven’t blogged for quite sometime. Partly because I, like everone else I am sure, am extremely busy and am a little stressed. But oh well, that’s what the student life is all about. another reason that I haven’t blogged for a while is that I had writer’s block. I didn’t want to get too personal, and I didn’t want to get “not personal enough”, and as such I was racking my brain thinking of what to write. Then one day in class, a fellow classmate and myself were discussing why we were becoming teachers, and how we knew that, teaching is what we want to be doing. After I told my story I thought, this is something that I could blog about. It is not too unique or too interesting, but it is something that I have a lot of passion for.
My grade twelve year was flying past, and as it was, there was this question hovering over my head “what am I going to do with my life?” I was already accepted into the Faculty of Engineering in both Calgary and Saskatoon, and was planning on getting two degrees, one in civil engineering and one in arcitecture. Needless to say, if I pulled it off, I would have been set for life. But I had also applied to the Faculty of Education in Regina and had not heard abck from them for quite some time. When the time comes for me to make my decision, I still haven’t heard anything so I make up my mind that I want to be a teacher. I’ve always kind of known that teaching is what I want to do.
Wouldn’t you know it, I didn’t get accepted into education. I was crushed. Turns out that I made a mistake on my application form, and would have to try again the next year. I decided that I might as well take some classes while I am waiting to get in, so I picked an area that I thought was interesting, and somewhat easy to complete, Religious Studies. This was only to be a temporary thing so I didn’t care too much about my classes. When I didn’t get accepted again I thought to myself, I better get this degree and then see where it leads me. I finally got into the faculty and could not be happier.
While I was debating what to do with my life during the time when I was trying to get into Education, I took EPS 100. I didn’t care much for the lectures, but i enjoyed the labs. I especially loved the feild placements. I found out that I was to go to Sacred Heart School and observe the classroom there. At first I thought “What did I do to deserve this? Sacred Heart is an Inner City School, the students are going to hate my guts, and I don’t want to be there”. Looking back on it now, I was so close-minded and scared that I wasn’t willing to give it a chance.
The first day I got there I was so scared to walk in the school, but I built up enough courage to drag myself in there. To my surprise, the school on the inside, was totally different from the school on the outside. This school was a safe environment for all of the students, and the students liked being there. From that day on I was excited to go back each week and see the students, and what they did the previous week.
One day in math class, I was asked to go and sit with a grade six boy who was having trouble with multiplication. So I hopped up and was ready to help this student with everything I had. Turns out though, that this student didn’t want to try too hard because he thought he was never going to get it. Seeing this, I was knocked down a couple knotches. So I thought “lets just try and help the guy out”. So I showed him one way to do multiplication…….. didn’t work. So I tried another way, again……… didn’t work. So I tried a third way………didn’t work. At this point this young boy was getting quite frustrated and angry at the person who invented math. So I tried a fourth way……….and he got it. The look on his face made me think right then and there, “yeah, i want to be a teacher!” He let his guard down and was laughing and was so relieved to know that he could finally multiply.
I will never forget that look on the boys face, sheer happiness. If I teach everyday of my life and only see that face on one other student, then I can proudly say that I have made the correct life decision. I hope that I will have many of these stories to tell when I am old and grey, because then I’ll know that by being a teacher, I was able to teach my students something that they can use in thier own lives. I will have given them the tools to shape thier own lives and futures as I am continuing to do today.