Ever since I was in elementary school, I always wanted to be a teacher. Whenever anyone asked me what I wanted to be when I grew up, that's what I responded with. As I grew up and began seriously thinking about college and life after school, I started to challenge this belief. Did I really want to be a teacher? Or did I assume that I needed to be, because that's what I'd been telling myself for years?
I began feeling this way when I began working more with the children at my church when I was in middle school and early high school. I found that I wasn't very good at being able to speak to and engage with children in ways that they could understand and listen to, the way other adults and even kids my age could. I know that going to college for education would most likely rectify this, but I was beginning to feel that I didn't want to. This distressed me; I'd been telling myself and everyone around me for all my life that I was going to be a teacher. How could I go back on that now?
Since then, I've wrestled with other career options, and honestly, teaching isn't at the top of my list. I haven't completely ruled it out, but challenging my long-held belief has helped me see that it's not the only thing out there for me, and that I might be better suited for and more interested in something else.
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