I believe I was meant to be a teacher. One of my earliest memories is playing “teacher” with my sisters: I recall standing in front of the blackboard with a piece of chalk in my hand instucting my younger siblings. While growing up I did think of taking teaching up as a career but the subject was just a passing thought. During my final years of high school, I was focused on becoming a pediatrician. Those dreams turned to dust when I was not accepted into medical school.
My first year of university began with the decision to follow the path of teaching. Other options lay before me: Law, Accounting, a simple BA or BSc. My interest, however, was captured and held by my course subjects – especially Education. At the beginning of my second year, I attended a nearby school to observe for two weeks and I thought “I could do this”. In my final year during my practicum, I decided I had made the right choice. My first year of teaching, I knew I had.
Teaching has definitely been a calling for me. I have tried to move away from it on occasion, but I always find myself in the classroom again. I thrive when I am in the right environment – and I love to see the progression of the children I work with. Teaching has become more than just a calling for me. It has become my passion.
© Colline Kook-Chun, 2015
(This post was written for the FMF 31 day challenge hosted by Kate Motaung. Today’s prompt: calling)
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