I knew I would become a teacher the day I heard a man, who couldn’t read, say ‘cat’ in Spanish.
I had just arrived in Mexico and was living in a Franciscan monastery. I could barely speak Spanish, and I had never thought about how to teach someone to read in English. But one day, Sister Charity saw me and said, “Hey, you look like you can read. Go teach Don Maximo in the house over there.”