She runs in, books in one hand, broken-pink- plastic-Barbie-cell phone in the other, nearly bouncing with enthusiasm. The second I spot her, I forget all the tiredness from the long day and all the homework I have yet to do. I smile. Gabriella sits down and in excited giggles, recounts her day. We get to work. I explain, re-explain, and explain yet another time, until finally the sense of understanding light the iris of her eyes; and that is the best part, the part that makes everything worth it, seeing the comprehension spark Gabriella’s eyes, and knowing that I am the one who put it there.
I always loved teaching, perhaps because I was used to it from helping my younger siblings with homework. In eighth grade, as an NJHS member I tutored the sixth and seven graders. In eleventh grade, as an NHS member, I tutored the underclassmen. Ironically, I relieve my stress in my after- school job, at the Kumon learning center. Helping others, making things just a bit more clear, or even simply listening to others brings me joy that has yet to be paralleled. I want to be a professor. I will soon be attending the Rutgers University in New Brunswick and it is my desire to further my hobby of giving knowledge. No matter where I go, my tendency to educate others never fails to leave me and it is this skill of mine that I want to bring along with me to college.