From an early age, I knew I wanted to work with children, and that passion began with my cousin, Julia Gonzales. Julia was not only the first person in our Mexican-American family to graduate from college, but she was also the first to show me that education could be a path to empowerment and change. As a preschool teacher at Altadena Children’s Center, Julia became my first mentor and the person who inspired me to pursue a future in education.
During my childhood summers, I would accompany Julia to work. I watched her lead with patience, compassion, and strength as she worked with young children. I helped where I could—playing with the children, guiding them during outdoor time, and simply observing how she created a warm, respectful classroom. These experiences didn’t feel like chores or babysitting—they felt like purpose. I saw firsthand the joy and trust that filled the classroom, and I knew I wanted to be part of creating that same kind of environment for children.
One moment that has stayed with me occurred when Julia taught her preschoolers to understand personal boundaries and the importance of speaking up when something felt wrong. One of her students—just a small child—was able to disclose that he had been sexually abused, empowered by the language Julia had given him. That day, I realized teaching is not just about academics; it’s about advocacy, protection, and empowering children to find their voices. Julia taught me that educators can quite literally change lives. That moment shaped my understanding of what it means to be a teacher, and it has continued to influence me in every classroom I step into.
Over the past 15 years, I’ve remained closely connected to education. I volunteered in my children’s classrooms throughout their school years and served on the PTA board for nine of those years. Today, I work as a substitute teacher and continue building strong connections with students across different grade levels. Whether I'm in a kindergarten classroom or teaching at Ethel Dwyer Middle School, I work hard to make sure each student feels seen, safe, and supported. I’ve had middle schoolers ask if I could be their full-time teacher—a request that touches me deeply and affirms my decision to pursue a career in education.
My journey into teaching has been anything but traditional. As a single mother returning to school to earn my Master of Arts in Teaching and a Preliminary Multiple Subject Teaching Credential, I bring life experience, perseverance, and passion to the path I’m on. It hasn’t always been easy, but I know that my example shows my own children—and the students I teach—that it’s never too late to follow your calling.
While my cousin Julia was the first to light this fire in me, other experiences have continued to reinforce the importance of my role as a future educator. At Fullerton Junior College, I enrolled in an introduction to education course and conducted observations in a Title I elementary school. It was there I encountered a moment that still challenges me to this day. A veteran teacher, older and white, told me I was "wasting time" encouraging underserved students to think about college because, as she said, “most of them won’t go anyway.” As a Hispanic woman working toward my own degree, her words stung. They also fueled me. I knew then, more than ever, that representation matters. That our students—especially those from underserved backgrounds—need to see educators who believe in them, who look like them, and who expect great things from them.
Julia showed me what that kind of belief looks like. She showed me that education can change the trajectory of a child’s life, especially when it comes from someone who sees their full potential. She didn’t just inspire me to work in education—she modeled what it means to lead with heart, conviction, and courage. Because of her, I know the kind of teacher I want to be. And thanks to the students who already see me as “their teacher,” I know I’m on the right path.