Scholarship Recipient Spotlight: Rosanna Quintana
Congratulations to Rosanna Quintana! Rosanna earned a spot as one of our very first scholarship recipients. Her fun yet insightful essay, “My students taught me this,” is a good reminder of why teaching is one of the most fulfilling careers any professional could seek. There’s little doubt that the words, “It’s in my best interest to believe in Santa Claus, the Tooth Fairy and the power of full moons,” will bring a smile to anyone’s face. So take a few minutes to learn more about Rosanna and enjoy reading her full essay below.
Name: Rosanna Quintana
Hometown: Hialeah, Florida
Major: Master of Education in Educational Leadership
What inspired you to pursue your master’s at Concordia University-Portland?
“For the past ten years I have taught various grade levels and subjects–gaining a wealth of knowledge along the way. I feel that now is the best time for me to begin to focus on the direction of my career as an educator while I have the opportunity and motivation to do so. I feel I have chosen the best vehicle to pursue my master’s degree. It will afford me a quality education while allowing me to spend valuable time with my daughter.”
‘My Students Taught Me This’ Essay
This is what I have learned as a teacher: Making a mess is often necessary. Everyone has bad days–we start fresh the next.
Purple elephants, green skies and rainbow giraffes do exist. Tandem independent reading is meaningful.
Some children don’t know how to hug. From-a-distance-high-fives are equally rewarding.
It is easier than I thought to underestimate the inner-workings of the mind behind a toothless grin.
Winter break is a trigger for the release of pubescent hormones. Exceptions need to be made.
It’s in my best interest to believe in Santa Claus, the Tooth Fairy and the power of full moons. Crocodile tears are potent tools of persuasion; flattery is too.
The ending of a two-day relationship truly is a tragedy. Everyone is happier with a lollipop a day.
Sometimes you need to ignore the curriculum and daily schedule to do what you need to do to meet needs. Imaginations need daily exercise.
When your home life is shrouded in sadness and turmoil, learning to read and write is not a priority.
There’s something exhilarating about having class outdoors. My skills as an artist, a singer and as a yogi are evidently near expert.
Sitting on the carpet to “just talk” is often more valuable than anything else I might have planned.
Children take threats seriously—even when it is another child making them.
When the wheels are turning, eyebrows wrinkle. Sometimes I’m the one that needs to be on timeout.
Wipies cover a multitude of sins.
My students taught me these things.