Someone asked me what made me become a teacher. Well, back in high school my principal told my parents that I should be kicked out and graduate from continuation school. Little did they know that I’d graduate from high school and go off and even get a masters from Harvard. Honestly, I never considered myself smart. For some reason, I was never taught to read and write essays. It wasn’t until continuation school I even read my first book.
High School was all about hiding behind my earphones, listening to music and analyzing the lyrics and the world. I hibernated and lived in my black book, creating my alternative worlds, which were the only spaces that fully flourished me. My parents were always telling me that I’m intelligent, and it wasn’t until I got my masters that I started to see my brain 🧠 for what it is. I started to see that all the critical thinking I did through music and black booking sharpened my intelligence.
I’m thankful for art, but a human being would’ve been nice too.... I teach to be a reminder to our future that they already have it all to succeed. I LEARNED TO TEAD FROM GZA AND EMBRACED LIFE THROUGH PASTELS AND POLAROIDS - THERES MANY WAYS TO LEARN. I know I’m here to bring that to the classroom. SCHOOLS SHOULD NOT ACT LIKE A CORPORATION, but a growing family that loves, adjusts, and accepts. I know right now our schools look like IBM in the 90s (haha), hence, I stay in the profession to open up these possible worlds to our kids to experience and bring into our future. 🎈