In the not so distant past, well 9 yrs or so ago I swore I would never be a teacher.
My mother was a teacher for 35 yrs, and of course I assumed all kids had to be like kindergartners. I was the kid with the studded belts, piercings, gauged ears and spiked, multicolored hair and knew that I could never do what my mother did. There is even proof in a good ol' livejournal (remember those?).
But something changed. I am a firm believer of fate and signs (insert husbands eye roll) and believe that if I had taken a path straight to teaching I may not remain in the field. I wanted to be an architect, an interior designer, something big, something that matters.
Teachers are not always in a classroom. The experiences I had with people in those fields molded me. In my architecture program I learned to think out of the box, not to limit myself (hay-bale homes..) From interior design I learned to stick to my gut and that it is more important to be a good person above all else. (Similar experience to" The Devil Wears Prada") I knew from these experiences that I needed to do something I loved so it would never feel like work.
Then I started a business in college to make extra money teaching art to preschoolers. I knew right then I loved connecting kids to Frida Kahlo, Picasso, and Van Gogh, and giving them the opportunity to be creative. I was hooked... but maybe not with preschoolers for my entire life.
Fast forward 3 years and I had a mentor teacher that blew others out of the water. Not to mention she had an age that I was terrified of at first. She taught me how to loosen up and that it was more important to be a good influence in life not just Art.
Now I am in the position to get my first Student Teacher. I met with him the other day, and that excitement for teaching he had really made me appreciate all the "Teachers" I had. Many people discredit teachers, but I know I have the best job in the world, and for the sake of truly sounding cheesy.. believe that wholeheartedly. I hope i can pass that on... hold the cheese.
Image courtesy of Ashley Spano, Miles Roberts
random thoughts- until next time