I struggled in school. I had to work my tail off for every B test grade. I studied with tears in my eyes most nights. In middle school my mother sent me to a reading camp where I finally learned how to read a text and comprehend what I was reading. I am a note taker. I take all the notes. In college I would take notes for my friends when they would sleep in and they would still do better on the test than me. I struggle to store information from just hearing it. I have to read, write, sing, dance, whatever to get it drilled in. I had a classroom set up in our laundry room at home growing up. I had a large white board, old reading workbooks, math sheets, etc. I would teach and reteach my materials to the wall. There is no telling how many spelling words I wrote in that laundry room. Needless to say, I have been teaching myself since 3rd grade. I have an interesting learning style, and I like to bring that diversity to my classroom now.