At her mother’s work, there were many boxes of colored paper of a certain quality and texture. The boxes seemed to be an infinite resource. She would arrange and fan the colors out so she could look at the way they created vibrations with each other. Then there were the tracing paper and the tracing table, a rectangular box with a light in it. And the Photocopier, which in those days was a Xerox machine. Then there were the Rapidograph pens which were situated side by side, organized by line fineness, with all these tools at hand, being creative was inevitable.
I identify as a teacher of English for English language learners, EC, and Social Studies; I have expertise in the humanities, am experienced in studying Language Arts, Reading, Arithmetic-for-practical-purposes, and Algebra-I.
I have striven to broaden and deepen my capabilities to maintain my integrity as a worker in the American economy since 1977 when I started working, as a cashier in fast food. Since then, I have served as a camp counselor, a work-study student in college, a puppet-wagon lady in the summer. I tutored privately, and in an academic institution and with a Learning Center. I taught as an intern teacher, a licensed teacher, and a Community College Instructor. I have also been a retail administrative assistant, and a caregiver.
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