Important to Me

There is a special reason I am going to college to become a teacher. A reason that many of my classmates wouldn't understand until they become a parent. A parent of a child who has Autism. When my son started preschool, I truly believed that the teacher would be understanding to his situation, help in his journey, and most of all be sympathetic to me and my childs needs.  She convinced me that she was the teacher I was hoping for my son to have.  She was a far cry from what my child needed and I desired. This "teacher" assured me that she would love to have him in her class because she needed more experience working with children with Autism. About 3 weeks into the school year, I had to pick my son up early to get to an appointment. I found him sitting in a room by himself with the lights off. According to the teacher, he had become too distracting during story time.  Needless to say, I pulled him from her class.

My goal is to become a Special Education teacher. Not just a Special Education teacher but the kind of teacher that parents want their child with special needs to have.