I grew up in a town with no African Americans. A couple Hispanics, a few Asians. Everywhere I looked, I saw white. I saw the same clothes. I saw the same family set-up. I saw everything the same.
I believe at an early age, God placed the love of a city in my heart. At the age of 10, I remember walking through downtown Minneapolis and falling in love with the concrete, the busy streets, and the different people. I’ve desired to live in a concrete jungle since. Now, my desire is to live in Chicago.
Teaching in Chicago will be a challenge I know I won’t be prepared for but it’s a challenge I am ready to accept. It blows my mind that children aren’t read to. My hope is that I will be the kind of teacher that flips their world upside down and can help their literacy skills grow, as well as help with their social and emotional health. I believe that inner-cities reflect well on what American society is truly like. It is a melting pot of different races, religions, backgrounds, morals, class, and families.
As a teacher I really desire to put what we learned in class last week into good use. I want to read to my students every single day, multiple times a day because I know that it will be very likely that when they get home, they won’t be read to. I desire to provide a literature based classroom where I can show students that books are more than meaningless knowledge, they are stories than can relate to your life and possibly help you through a difficult season of life.