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>>the story of my life
    Once upon a time, in a small farming town, a baby boy was born. Every year, a celebration was held on this special day. There were parties, picnics, parades, and even fireworks. The young boy held in his mind the importance and celebration of his life. He knew the people loved him so much and that he must be very special. One day, the small lad discovered that his birth was not the cause for such celebration. He was crushed. As he grew older, the hurt disappeared. Now, he is able to enjoy his birthday and celebrate with the rest of the country, on the fourth of July.
    Born and raised in Idaho Falls, I am the youngest of three children. My older brothers and I have quite the stories to tell of our childhood. Luckily, I did survive. I attended school and passed. During high school, I managed a local Mexican restaurant and made the best potato burrito on earth. I also was Drama Club President and used my dramatic talent to my advantage.
    I graduated from high school and chose to turn down a full theater scholarship to Utah State because of girls...dumb...I know now. Fortunately, I decided to start a few college courses through the local University. Before long, I moved for the first time out of Idaho Falls a whopping fifty miles away to Pocatello, the home of Idaho State University. In time, I married a wonderful woman and began a career as a General Manager for a luxury hotel. I attended college classes here and there, half heartedly, and claimed my first major, Education. I continued schooling, shifting my emphasis from Education to Business to Accounting. At this point, I was blessed with a beautiful baby girl.
    Shortly after, I had the opportunity to move my family to southern Utah working as a chemical sales representative. In the evenings, I began taking courses at Dixie State College and fell in love with learning. I soon entered full force into the CIT and Visual Technology programs. Soon after, I was given an ultimatum from my employer; either continue with my schooling or sell Windex and toilet bowl cleaner the rest of my life. Needless to say, the choice was not a difficult one.
    I was growing in a state of knowledge and a new career path was chosen. The field of web design and computer engineering seemed to bring a bright future. Lucrative job offers were coming in and my family was growing with the birth of another beautiful baby girl. Life was good.
    Subsequently, I began working as a part-time custodian at the LDS Temple and for the Washington County School District. Everyday in a classroom setting began to distort my newly set goals in web design. More often, I was approached by teachers wanting me to join their force to educate. Strangely, a special bond was being forged between myself, the educators, and most of all, the students. Indeed, this became a new experience for me.
    I began to question my chosen set career path. . I soon realized that creating a really cool Wheaties box would never make a significant impact on the world. At that moment, I knew where I needed to be. I possessed the ability and was given the opportunity to improve life with knowledge. Knowledge was power and I wanted to make a difference. I became a teacher.
    Several years have passed and most have been good to me. The gift of two more baby girls has brought an unprecedented level of estrogen into our home. I have been teaching for nearly seven years and absolutely love it. The ride of education has definitely been a good one, but, it's not time to get off yet. I have most recently advanced my education with a Master's Degree in Educational Technology and am currently working toward a Gifted/Talented Endorsement. A new branch of success has begun. The young farm boy from Idaho is having the time of his life.