As I entered my freshman year at Huntingtown High School, we were rushed and bombarded to select a career path that would determine our future from now until retirement. That seemed like such an unconventional task to uphold us 14-year-olds to accomplish. I had to decide what inspired me. I saw a quote late freshman year that said, “pick something that you love doing and make it your career.” Fortunately, I needed more service hours and decided that I would sign up to volunteer as a station leader for my old elementary school’s end of year field day.
My high school’s local chapter of the Teacher Academy of Maryland had organized the event and I hitched a ride from a friend in the program who increased my interest in the experience. She was in her senior year of the program and told me all about the pathway and how she was able to intern at the same elementary school that year. I joined the TAM program my sophomore year and took an intro to human growth and development class. By then, I had fallen in love with the idea of becoming a teacher, not just because I had made a big decision, but to know that I was making a difference.
My whole life I’ve been told that I am very mature for my age so when I told my family that I wanted to become a teacher I was surprised when I was met with instant regret.
“Why would you want to sit in a classroom all day with bad kids?”
“Who would want that work with such little salary?”
This was the first time I was turned away from teaching. I lived to prove them wrong, after all, my long days teaching my stuffed animals wouldn’t go to waste. I now work part time at a daycare. There, I found that this challenge I’d given myself would be easy seeing as this is where I belonged. I had found my love for teaching. The look in their eyes when they realized they finally understood their homework, when they could spell their name without help, or retrieve a fun fact to tell me after a long weekend. More importantly, I love having a personal relationship with each and every child. Just a few things that only we could talk about or have in common or when a child would finally come out of their shell and realize, ‘things were pretty fun here’, that was a success story.
It was obvious that when I got hired, I was more of a last resort. Some would take this to heart, but some people don’t know me. When I feel like I’ve been underestimated, I blow everyone’s expectations out of the water ten-fold. By the time I hit one year of working, I had been staff member of the month twice, which is pretty hard when you are 1 of 23 staff members and there are only 12 months in a year, not to mention I’m still the only male.
Many children that I work with do not have healthy home lives, as it is in schools as well. Some living paycheck to paycheck, others asking for any donations to gift during Christmas time. Every child brings a new and unique background into the classroom. I believe that above all, a teacher’s job is to make their students feel safe and loved, and education comes as a close second. After all, “a child isn’t going to listen to someone that they don’t like, “as Rita Pierson claims in her TED Talk about the value of teaching to the students and not to the curriculum.
It is my goal as a future educator to allow students to have a role model. It is important, especially at such a young age in development to have a dependable male in their life as teaching is 80% female dominated in elementary schools. Future education needs to allow more flexibility for underprivileged students and families. Although a great teacher can help to the best of their ability, it can be hard when you have to split your attention between 25 children with individualized plans while making sure they all stay at grade level and are well behaved. But hey, all in a day’s work, right? Teachers wear so many hats and also have to be patient, kind, tough, compassionate, and authoritative. It takes a very strong person to be a teacher, but it takes an even stronger person to be a friend.