I guess I've always known what I wanted to be. By age six, is when I decided that I wanted to be a teacher because it seemed like the most amazing thing to be to do. As I grew older I doubted but, there were people, mentors, teachers who each had their own style that made me think this is what I wanted. They were crazy, they were strict, they were everywhere but I took something from each of them. According to my friend, I'm a feeler, not a thinker I let my emotions lead the way. As I listen to these teachers from my scholarship ceremonies who have never lost their passion for what they do, it inspires me. Sometimes I wonder, can I loose that passion of being a teacher that so many loose along the way. As I watch Mr. Worth get excited because I understand problem, or Ms. Jimenez when she teaches and gets the class join in. Or even Ms. Fujita who scares me in front of the class however, pushes you to your limit to demand more of you because she knows you can do it. She won't baby you, she wants you to go as far you can. My inspirations. I don't want to loose my passion for the only thing that felt RIGHT in my life. Something that I actually feel that I will get it right. A thinker might say to me, you can't touch everyone its impossible. To that I might say that I know I can't but I'll be damned if I did not try my hardest to help that person. At least then I can be able to say, I didn't stand by and do nothing, I tried and that's the best I could ask for myself. Sure I might cry..I might get angry..but there's something inside me that believes that this is what I am suppose to be doing..I can't explain it..does that make it wrong.
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