Book Hoarder

#17: Favorite Childhood Book

I didn’t get into reading until later into my childhood. I was more interested in playing outside than anything else at the time. I was around the age of eleven when I picked up my love of books. The first novel I ever read that wasn’t read to me was Harry Potter and the Philosopher’s Stone.

I was instantly drawn in. Harry was eleven in the first of book series – the same age I was when I started reading. This fact made it all the better. I felt easily connected with the characters and fell in love with each and every one of them. Frankly, I still love the series.

I read each book carefully, some of them were in the span of 24 hours. Yes, I really got into it. Frankly, I still call myself as a Ravenclaw among other Potterheads. This series opened the door to many more series and other books along the way.

I’m a class-A book hoarder and I just can’t stop.

 

 

 

 

Doctor/Professor/Teacher

#16 Dream Job

Sometimes, things in life are simple; other things in life require a lot more work. Growing up, I thought I knew what I wanted to be: a doctor. I wanted to be a psychiatrist to be exact. This meant years of school, learning medicine and and doing god knows how many  years of clinical work. Boring right? I didn’t think so at the time. Once I entered university, psychology, sociology and the like were my top pick for classes. Then science happened.

After discovering that psychiatry may not be for me, I opted for the idea of being a therapist. I ended up changing my mind again, so I decided that maybe I could do a degree in Sociology instead or English.  I hated sociology but loved English. Besides, it was around this time that I had taken my first Women’s and Gender Studies course and knew that I found my calling.

Over the course of my undergrad I had had some pretty wonderful instructors and some… not so wonderful.

Plan B

I want to teach.

I’ve always been interested in teaching and learning and the idea of learning through teaching. I was grateful for the experience I received in my Masters program. I was given the opportunity to be a teaching assistant which allowed me to lead a discussion group twice week for an hour.

Being up there at the front of the room with twenty faces starring back at you was intimidating at first, but I grew to love it. I grew to love the excitement, energy, enthusiasm and ambition from the students who sat in my room. I grew to love the sharing of knowledges, whether these knowledges come from personal or academic experiences. I grew to love my own enthusiasm for being there, helping them and answering every tiny yet banal question asked.

Dream job?

Creating a safe environment where teaching and learning are one and the same.

What’s your dream job?

Everything but the Kitchen sink

#14 #whatsinmyhandbag

I carry a lot of weight on my shoulders: metaphorically and literally.

Whether I am carrying a backpack or purse, there always seems to be a surplus of items that I really don’t need but carry around ‘just in case’. Bad habit I know, but you seriously never know what could happen and if you need that one item you left at home that one day.

My typical bag hold the following items:

  1. Makeup Bag (Inside: Concealer, Power, Lipstick, Beauty Blender, Mirror, Small Brush, a Travel-Size Mascara, Tweezers, Eyebrow Pencil, and Moisturizer).
  2. Wallet.
  3. A Good Book (Currently: Is Everyone Hanging Out Without Me? by Mindy Kaling).
  4. Cellphone.
  5. Keys.
  6. Gum or Mints.
  7. Tissue.
  8. Hand Lotion.
  9. Hand Sanitizer.
  10. Deoderant.

 

Ps: Feature image is not my actual bag.