Monday, January 20, 2014

Nicholle Ann Miller

"The best way to know life is to love many things." -Vincent Van Gogh
 
 
The quote above has been mantra for as long as I can remember. Life is full experiences good and bad. The bad times have definitely made the good worth the long journey. My journey begins in the "exciting" town of Bountiful, Utah, where I was born raised. I grew up in a crazy family. My Dad was an artist, and to this day this how he makes his living. My Mom helped managed the business end of my Dad's career, which allowed for her to stay home with my brother and myself. Both my parents encouraged creativity and a love for the arts. Music was a part of our everyday lives, and to this day I would rather listen to music than watch T.V. any day. My childhood was pretty great. It was only my brother and myself, and we were pretty spoiled, but my parents instilled good working values in us. I started my first job at the age of fifteen, and have been working ever since. Now I joke that I am retired because school is my new career, as I pursue my degree in Elementary Education at Weber State University.
 
When I'm not in school I love being with my beautiful boy Henry James. I love going to concerts at the Depot and Red Butte Gardens. I love to workout. It keeps me sane when life gets crazy. Part of the reason I workout is so I can eat. My boyfriend calls me a food snob. I love trying new restaurants all over the valley. I have a boyfriend named Scott, and he keeps me grounded when I get too emotional or when I want to give up. We have been together for over two years now, and we are considering marriage, but Scott knows that school is my number one priority.
 
 
Now the question of why I want to be a teacher? My son's first grade year was not a very good experience. I helped a lot in the classroom , and the teacher was a "hot mess". She was very disorganized, and there was no real disciplinary system in place. Eureka, it hit me I should become a teacher. I love kids, I'm organized, and I know how to run a classroom. I was a preschool teacher and I ran summer camps for a local preschool. What was stopping me? The answer was Nothing. The following fall I enrolled in classes here at Weber, and here I am now. I have a great support system, and they cheer me on when I want to through in the towel. This blog is here to give you some of my personal experiences and lay the foundation for what I learned on the road to becoming a teacher!

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