Why I Want To Be a Teacher
All my life I knew I wanted to work with kids. I have always enjoyed babysitting and spending time with children. When I was in ninth grade I decided that I wanted to be a social worker, I wanted to work for child protective services dealing with the neglect and abuse of children. I knew it would be a difficult job and that it would cause a lot of heartache; not only for myself but also, for the families I would be dealing with. I didn’t care about how painful and hard the job would be because at the time I couldn’t see myself doing anything else. It wasn’t until third semester of my senior year in high school that I changed my mind. I was enrolled in a class that required us students to go on career observations; my last observation was in a preschool special education classroom. As I sat and observed the teacher I couldn’t help myself from wishing that I were the one doing the instructing. Every child in the classroom had a unique mental or physical disability and the challenge of figuring out the best way to teach the children was inspiring. I made a special connection with a three-year-old boy named Owen. Owen has down syndrome and he is the cutest little boy I have ever seen. I was helping him hammer on a pegboard to improve his small motor skills when he stopped, took my face in his hands, and thanked me. It was at that very moment that I decided I wanted to be a special education teacher for preschoolers. I have always been the type of person that likes a challenge. I feel that each kind of teaching has different expectations. As a special education teacher for young children you are expected to teach the children how to live with their disabilities. You have to look at each child individually and know that each and every one of them will need to be taught in a unique way. On my observation I noticed that the lessons focus on speech, socializing, small and large motor skills, and everyday life activities. I assume the job of...
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