My love for words originated long before I attended college; the seed was planted in elementary school. Out of a dozen subjects, none captured my attention more than spelling. I remember rushing through math and science homework just for the opportunity to spell. I aced every test and never once asked my parents for help with homework. But I never thought spelling would lead me to what I do today.
College is a time kids spend figuring out what they want to do with their lives; however, I already knew. Mostly. I knew I wanted to do something with grammar. English was my chosen major, which I must say, surprised friends and family. The most asked question was, “Do you plan on becoming a teacher?” “No!” was the usual response. I vowed to never become a teacher. How could I? I finished primary and secondary education, so why on earth would I go back? And this time as the instructor?! Still, life is not without a sense of irony.
I became a teacher. It was by accident, really, or so I thought. But the more I reflected on it, the more I realized it was a calling. As a high school English teacher, I learned how to become adaptable; I honed my leadership skills. My passion for words and grammar also amplified. I found myself gleefully explaining literary terms and punctuations. I was excited to read student essays and research papers because it gave me a glimpse into the minds of future writers.
Teaching English Honors was absolutely rewarding and so was my time as an editor, proofreading manuscripts and using those funny-looking hieroglyphics (proofreader marks). Nowadays, I don’t use those particular marks, but that same passion remains. That same passion is what drove me to proofreading transcripts for court reporters.
I look forward to using my love of words to help you on your endeavors.