His eyes seemed to appear as if a thin shine covered them and thick, deep black circles etched his skin underneath. His facial expressions showed emotions from curiosity to concern. He entered with both parents shaking hands and an interpreter followed the young Chinese couple. Neither he nor his parents spoke a word of English; the only person able to help overcome the language barrier was the so-called interpreter, who proved to be of little help in the future. In an attempt to communicate with parents through the use of an interpreter we have gathered little information about our new student. We concluded, however, that two days ago the family boarded a plane in a small town in rural China and endured a 13-hour flight to get to Houston, Texas. From the way the innocent young Chinese family looked, I could tell they were still adjusting to the time difference. The reason they left their home remained up in the air. However, the interpreter was helpful in providing basic information about our student's name. Recognizing that any normal American's tongue would get entangled in every syllable of his real Chinese name, his parents decided to refer to our new student as George. During the remainder of my internship, it would be my obligation to teach George the basics of English grammar and try to immerse him in the culture of the United States, not knowing that it would significantly and completely change my outlook on teaching. Once I achieved this goal set by my supervising teacher to help George, I felt mixed emotions. How would I teach someone who doesn't speak the same language as me? The foundations of Chinese culture were at opposite ends of the spectrum from those of the United States. Where would I start? B...... middle of paper ......d my eye-opening skills for all types of learners, including visual, auditory, and tactile learners. George showed me that even when I was in a difficult situation, I could embrace the power of thinking wildly. My time with George ended at the end of my internship. Being only in first grade, George didn't realize how much of a lasting impact he had had on my life. We have made progress together by getting him to write and write basic English words, and for me it has changed my outlook on teaching. Although we worked together every day on his writing and memorization skills, he never physically said a vulgar word to me. Without speaking, George influenced my hopes and dreams of becoming a great teacher and opening my arms to new generations of students. The positions he placed me in shaped my ability to conquer and teach the situation presented to me.