Throughout this school year with the pandemic, I got the privilege to experience and know what I wanted to do after high school. Every morning, I get ready with my 7-year-old sister, Priscila, for virtual school at 7:45 a.m. By 8:00 a.m. I have to join my first-class period of the day. At the same time, my old sister, Jasmine, leaves my 5-year-old niece, Carly, and sometimes my 1-year-old nephew, Cruz, because she works as a nurse assistant. By 9:35 a.m., my other older sister, Julissa, brings me my 10-month-old niece, Citlaly, to take care of her because she works as well. I help out Priscila and Carly in their classes while I have Citlaly beside me sitting down and Cruz walking all over the house. I'm doing all of this while I'm in charge and responsible for my education. All-day, almost every day, I am babysitting four children while attending school. Although it is exhausting, I know that dealing with kids is something I am good at. As the school year goes by, Priscila and Carly always call me for help no matter if I am busy with my classes or with the babies - or both. I realized I had what it needs to become a teacher: patience, care, encouragement, and management. Two days before Halloween, I was doing homework in the afternoon when I heard Priscila cry because she struggled with knowing the difference between the four elements of poems (rhyme, repetition, rhythm, alliteration). She had an assignment about creating alliteration in her own words. My twin brother Luis was assisting her, but even he says he is not capable to explain. I paused what I was doing and went towards her. I calmed her down first and encouraged her that she could do it first. I taught her the difference between them, yet she only knew rhyme and repetition. She had trouble with the definitions of rhythm and alliteration, and I said to her, "Think about a song. Think of the beat. That is rhythm." I put her the song "Bad guy" by Billie Eilish and focused on the rhythm of the song. Then I explained that alliteration is the repetition of the first letter or sound of a word. I gave her some famous examples, such as "Sally sells seashells on a seashore." She wanted to make her assignment about Halloween, so she created one on her own that stated, "Susy Sabey is a sneaky, sleepy, spooky, spirit." I thought I was inspired enough to make her understand the lesson. I was proud of her and myself. Every day after work, I help her with the assignments and homework. I am impressed to say that she is learning a lot because of me and she reminds me that every day. This occurrence altogether with other lessons convinces me more every time that I will be a well-made teacher.