Since starting high school, my interest in classroom learning had dropped quite significantly. I felt like grades were just a game, and that I should be out in the world learning things I deemed "practical life skills."
My senior year I was able to mentor in a classroom of fourth graders for one period, ever other day. I took the class thinking it would be an easy and fun way to spend an hour an a half. The first day I walked into the classroom, I immediately connected with these students. They were so kind and had a genuine thirst for knowledge and learning. These kids were smart too. Some wrote essays about the importance of being bilingual and others on the boundaries between student and teachers.
Before I was a mentor, I wasn't quite
My senior year I was able to mentor in a classroom of fourth graders for one period, ever other day. I took the class thinking it would be an easy and fun way to spend an hour an a half. The first day I walked into the classroom, I immediately connected with these students. They were so kind and had a genuine thirst for knowledge and learning. These kids were smart too. Some wrote essays about the importance of being bilingual and others on the boundaries between student and teachers.
Before I was a mentor, I wasn't quite