When I was around age 7/8, painting and drawing became a passion along with reading. Unfortunately, my dad didn’t think things like that were important. He preferred me to cleaning and learning to cook, school work came after. Growing up I remember hiding sketches and drawings, if he saw them I would get punished. He use to say that if I had time for that then I had time to clean. I know no parent gets a guidebook as how to raise their children, so I can’t judge him on his ideas. But now I can only imagine if I would have stayed consistent to a passion that now is only just a hobby. Perhaps I would have gotten really good at it, perhaps have gone to art school. But all these perhaps mean nothing now. I just wished more parents understood how important it is to allow a child to develop their passion. Maybe that is what leads me to wanting to be a teacher, to help children develop their creative minds, along with learning. To be the one to encourage them, and let them know how amazing their individual talents are.
-Note To Self