Simple Collage Essay Example

Since existing as a whimsical little girl who always loved to read, write, ask questions, learn new things and play teacher to stuffed animals; - Miss Spider, Mr. Monkey, Mr. and Mrs. Tea and Ms. Sweetheart.- At the wonderful age of ten, my mother would thrust the task of babysitting my lyrical baby cousins onto yours truly faster than one could screech “Wait! No!” Looking back now, one could say that those were the years the seed of children education was planted.
Once middle school hit me, it became clear that most of my teachers despised dealing with most of the sixth grade and truthfully one could not blame them. I found that most of my classmates were immature, mind-numbing, indolent, revolting, uncouth sixth graders who weren't willing to learn. Sixth grade is a horrible grade level, but it is a grade much needed to help prepare students for the real world, and still hats off to the brave souls who venture into that jungle. Seventh grade year was by far better than sixth grade; it wasn't as horrifying. However, it was still very dreary.
Eighth grade year is when the prodigious Dr. Hernandez became my own personal Yoda, teaching one in the ways of the young Jedi and showing me what it takes to be a teacher. I recall the first time I encounter Dr. Hernandez, it was the first day of middle school, the Principal had just finish speaking to the whole sixth grade class and Dr. Hernandez walked to the front of the gym and said “Today all of you are one step closer to reaching your dreams. This step maybe a small or a big step, but it’s a still a step. This year will decide if you are ready for high school or not and if you are not ready, it’s our job to get you there.” After hearing this I was assigned to his class and in that year I saw a teacher who truly enjoyed what he did. During these times I saw how much hard work teachers put into their jobs without getting paid as much as they should. Even with that knowledge I still want to carry on the path of a