Educational Autobiography

Educational Autobiography

I spent my thirteen years of primary and secondary school at Neiva, Huila. I started my education process in a kindergarten named “Santa Isabel”. I was 5 years old when I began my preschool. At that time, it was so difficult to go to the kindergarten because I lived far away from it and there wasn’t a means of public transportation. Besides, I couldn’t study in another place close to my house because there weren’t other schools. I lived in a neighborhood where few people lived there.  Fortunately, my parents always found a way to take me to the kindergarten.

Then, I spent part of my primary school at “El caguán”. I studied for three years there. It was difficult for me because I wasn’t a girl who had many friends. Even, I always felt afraid of talking with others. So, I just went to the school and pay attention to the teacher in classes. Then, my parents decided to take me to another school. Thus, I started to study at “Agustin Codazzi”. When I got there, it was totally different for me because I began my fourth grade and one of my neighbors studied with me. I felt more confident since I had somebody who I knew. And I started to share much time with other guys.

In my fifth grade, I had the worst experience of my learning process with the teacher who was in charge of my group. She taught us all the subjects. One day, in English class, we had to learn the alphabet by hurt. Then, the teacher asked it to each student. When it was my turn, I came in front of the class and I started to say the alphabet but I made some mistakes and my teacher told me that I was wrong and she didn´t let me to finish. I felt really bad because she didn´t appreciate the effort of any of their students. She was so rude and it didn´t help us to improve or feel motivate.

I continue studying at the school “Agustin Codazzi” for two years. In my sixth and seventh grade, everything changed for me because in this grades, each subject was taught by a teacher. I felt really well with it. In this two years, I had an excellent English teacher. He was the teacher who encouraged me to learn English. He always tried to do his best with his students. I admired him because he always showed that he loved what he was doing, teaching.

Then, I moved to another school “Departamental Tierra de Promisión”. I spent the rest of my secondary there. In eighth and ninth grade, I had the same English teacher and she was a good teacher since she helped me to improve my English. There was an event about the spelling at the school and she told me if I wanted to participate. She helped me to be prepared and I got some money since I won one of the contest. This experience helped me to control my shyness when I spoke in front of others.

In tenth and eleventh grade, I did the modality of specialization in English. It was excellent since I got really involved with the language. Now, I think that I learned a lot when I was in this course. I had two teachers in these grades. One of them taught her lessons in the morning and the other taught the lessons in the afternoon. Both of them were perfect teachers. They had the vocation and I could notice in the way that they taught, the activities that they planned for her students, the classes always had something new and innovative. I loved their classes. In these two years, I felt really motivated to continue studying English. I graduated from high school in 2014.

In 2015, I started to study at ILEUSCO because we did not have enough money to pay for the university. At ILEUSCO, I did a placement test, so, I began in level sixth. Unfortunately, I didn’t feel so good there. But, I tried to finish the level sixth. In 2015-2, I had the opportunity to study at the university. It was perfect because I wanted to be in the ELT program. When I started to study, I liked it a lot. Almost all the subjects were really interesting and also each one of them helped me to improve my learning process to become a teacher. There was a factor that I did not like so much, it was about some teachers who had a lot of theory on their minds and it sounded excellent. But they did not put the theory into practice. In one of the first semesters, I feel so demotivated, even I thought that I did not want to be in this program. Then, I understood that we can have good and bad times and the important issue is to overcome all the obstacles you can find in the process. Now, when I started to teach in my first practicum, I realized that this profession is a beautiful one but also a difficult one. You need to love what you do in order to have a successful process when you are teaching.