My First School Experience

Growing up, I lived in the same house as my mom and dad. I have two older siblings, who lived with their mom, my sister is fifteen years older than me and my brother is thirteen years older than me. My dad worked at a factory for twenty-two years, he was a supervisor on first shift, the company down-sized and he was let go, when I was in kindergarten. After he was let go, he began working for Lowe’s, where he worked for seventeen years. My mom works at a factory, where she is a janitor in the offices on second shift, she has been at this same job for twenty-eight years. Along with working at the factory, when I was young, my mom also babysat at my house during the day. Because of the shifts that my parents worked, I often spent most of my evenings

After the initial anxiety of going to school, I remember really enjoying going to school. I liked the idea of having my teacher come to visit my house, she would always make sure to include the other children that were at my house in whatever activity we were doing, after finishing what she needed from me. After preschool, I do not remember much of kindergarten, I do know that at the time of starting a new school, I had anxiety again from leaving home. My teacher and mom came up with a plan that every day my mom would send a small teddy bear, with a note attached to the ear, so when I was upset it was as if a part of her was there. This tool worked for me, and by the second quarter, I no longer needed the bear. I remember my first-grade teacher and that experience, she is part of the reason that I decided that I want to be an educator. I remember her making the lessons fun and taking the time to get to know us not only as students, but also as individuals, she was able to tell a fact about everyone on the students in her classroom. Overall, I had a very positive early school experiences, because of the teachers that were available to