Personal Essay: My Dream

My Dream As long as I remember, I collected pieces of chalk from school and wrote in small chalkboard at home. When I saw pieces of chalk on the floor, I picked it up and put it in my pocket. When I started to go school, I started to see a dream of writing in big chalkboard. When I was in grade one our teacher taught us and go out of class, I want to go in front and want to write on the board, but I was scared to go in front. Daily I was familiar with the teacher and students, an after few months when the teacher left us I stood up and went in front and wrote on the chalkboard. Sometimes, I grabbed a bamboo stick and acted how teacher did before. I continued …show more content…
Other friends used to tell why you writing on board? Are you a teacher? However, I was innocent, could not say anything, they used to say me, “I will complain to the teacher”. Nevertheless, I will not scare and keep on doing such stupid behaviors at a class; teacher never caught me while doing such activities. Before I used to be scare to go in front of other people, but my daily acting as class made little bit comfortable to talk in front of people. I was happy. Always my mom encourages me to take participate in sport and acting competition, but I was scared to act. When I was in 6th grade, I won a class wise competition on acting. At that time I acted as being teacher. After a month later, when the teacher left the class I stood in front of the class and started to act like usual. Our principle walks around a school to check student activities in class, what they do, if there is no teacher. He watched me sitting on the teacher’s desk. He took me to the office and called my parent and gave 2 days suspension letter from …show more content…
I started to obey teacher, follow rules and regulation. Before, I was stubborn girl. My friends and teacher become surprise with my changing activities. After that they recognized me, what I want and how was me. I love everyone, stop quarreling with friends. Everything was going normal, but my dream and goal remains same, could not change until that day. But in a next month, I have to changed school because of family problem. In new school, I was new I did not know rules and regulation. I was became alone for few months and then I became same as before school. At the new school, everything was new. I got lots of opportunities to go infront of the class and talk with friends, able to write in chalkboard. They gave training on educational field. That school provides me the best opportunities to take care of the small new student. I have to teach them after school. Again they give my training about teaching style, and what is