what if or what could of I’ve done to make it better would always come up my mind. Both reading and writing aren’t my cup of tea subjects, I really have trouble learning and processing how to really use certain techniques. Witnessing my transformation from the beginning when school started on August, to now ending the semester shows how much I’ve been improving. I look back at all the different forms I’ll be writing and how much advancement I’ve have come too.
From a very young age, about 5, I remember reading being the easiest thing I knew how to do. Most kids in my school hated it, but I had a passion for reading. The liberating feeling, and sensation of being able to do something on my own, encouraged me to read even more. Two people
For as long as I can remember I have loved reading. Fiction, non-fiction, biographies, it doesn’t really matter to me. I remember my mom trying to teach me how to read when I was three. I started off reading small Dr. Suess books and then it was on to newspapers and chapter books. One of my all-time favorite books when I was a kid was Junie B. Jones. I read all of the books with her name at the beginning of the title. Reading was a way for me to escape from reality. It’s like I would get lost in the books. I’d spend hours reading. At times I felt like I was the characters in the book. Reading exposed me to many different situations and outcomes, and it broadened my vocabulary. In a way reading helped me prepare for the real world. People usually
I was never truly an avid reader when I was younger. I was the oldest of five siblings and left in charge of taking care of my younger brothers and sister. I was more prone to spending time outside than reading a book. Of course, I did find myself enjoying a good mystery novel, but playing ball would always trump even a good book. All through school, I would find myself actively participating in one sport to another. I loved being active and thinking only of what I wanted to do. Life has a way of becoming a reality. The choices I made during my younger years have followed me to my current years. The busyness of work, family, and children have restricted my own freedom of time. Reading has become my favorite way of personal freedom without having to leave home. My favorite author at this present time is Beth Moore. She meticulously portrays God’s word and opened my eyes to the strength and power of God’s word for me today. God created me and has a specific purpose for me to fulfill. In order to begin this process, I need to accept and believe in
I have gone through many changes with reading. When I was a small child at Kindercare my mom and dad enrolled me in a Hooked on phonics class along with my preschool class. Along with that both my parents always read to me. I loved books about monsters. My favorite author was the writer for Goosebumps when I was 4 years old and we read many books from the Goosebumps series.
As a child, I was very interested in books. If you saw me it was safe to assume that I had a book with me. I attribute my love of reading to my grandparents, who have encouraged and supported my reading habit since I was a child. If I even hinted that I wanted to read a certain book they would get it for me. Avid readers their selves, they recognized the impact literature can have on one’s life. It wasn’t until 2013, the summer before I started high school, that I truly discovered how much literature can impact your life, views, and feelings. The novel the Glass castle by Jeannette Walls taught me about empathy, hard work, and family.
At the time my brother was in fifth grade. He already knew how to read. I was just starting to learn how. Every night, my father, brother, and I sat on the couch. I remember my dad telling my brother and me to pick out a book each night. Dr. Seuss books lined the shelves of my dad’s closet. They were the same books that my grandmother had given to my father. My father let my brother read while I listened.
My mother read to me as a child for fun and school. She read us books such as, Go Dog Go, You Read to Me, I’ll Read to you, and To Kill a Mockingbird. My father read books to my sister and I, such as Fairy Realm, Little House, and Percy Jackson, before bedtime. I now find reading very enjoyable, even though my dyslexia has made reading more difficult.
I found true happiness by accepting the raw honesty and truth that had become my life, and because of this I found that I loved to learn, I loved to help others in similar/more difficult situations than mine, and that I could do whatever I put my mind to. Everything in my adolecense had been "what ifs" but I knew that I could control my life at school and how I spent my free time. I tried my hardest to take as many Advanced Placement classes at my school because I wanted to take advantage of the fact that I was being given a free education- something that many children in thiis world are not offered. Although, at times I struggled, I absolutely loved my decision because it changed me. AP classes were a different type of dedication not only from students towrds the work, but also from the teachers to the students. I truly felt like my teachers cared and valued my opinion when I interacted with the class and this became just one of the factors that made me follow the decision to become more
I don 't exactly remember the day learned to read, I guess learning to read came hand in hand with learning to write, slowly. I remember having to copy words off of a blackboard onto paper, then re-write those words over and over again until I not only memorized how to write them but also how to pronounce them. I remember every Friday was library day in elementary school and my friends and I would always fight to be first in line to get to the sports section because we never wanted to have to read anything "boring". I enjoy reading for pleasure but I dislike reading for information, most likely because I have a difficult time learning something just by reading it, I am more of a hands on learner. I enjoy the Killing series by Bill Orielly,
If I were to think of one teacher who made an impact on me it would be Mrs. Cardin. I chose her because I had her in 5th grade and she had just gotten to know me. Then at the end of the year she said that she‘s going to be a 7th grade teacher and so i knew something good was going to happen in 7th grade.
Reading and writing is a tool everybody needs in their lifetime the basic reading and writing skills are used on a daily base no matter what field you plan to study. Reading and writing are taught at a young age. I personally was taught by preschool I noticed on how I grew with my writing and how I became a better reader and writer throughout my life I personal love reading and writing it’s a way for everyone to express themselves through their choice of words.
It was a week before I would start kindergarten, it was an early August morning. I was playing outside on my front lawn. I loved to lay my face against the side of the pavement looking at the little water droplets hanging on to the strands of grass. It may sound weird and strange, but I loved when the grass would be wet in the shade but dry in the sun. I stood up to go over and get my best friend Veronica when the blue eyed munchkin came over. I was like an excited puppy waiting for him to finally cross the street. We were standing beside my favorite tree. It was the perfect tree to climb. All my excitement would soon be crushed by the wrecking ball he would throw
During my elementary years, I don’t recall being interested in reading, but I do remember the first time I fell in love with it. I was in my 7th-grade reading class. I just completed a quiz when my teacher realized that I had nothing to do after. She offered me a book that I will remember for the rest of my life because it is the book that basically started my reading journey. It was called Tears of a Tiger by Sharon Draper, I loved the book so much that I read the whole entire series. When I first met someone who didn’t like the book I was beyond shocked. Right at that moment, I realized that reading has its own effects on me. Reading has changed my writing skills, it has improved my knowledge and lastly, it has helped me manage my stress while going through hard times. Without reading I wouldn’t be the person that I am today.
Since I was young, I have been passionate about lending a hand, to a person I felt needed support and this passion helped shape what my future may hold. An event happened that has been instrumental in developing my character and guiding my choices ever since. It was a late summer night and it was almost midnight when my soccer game ended, After the game, I ran into the washroom because I was dying to ease myself. I took an excessive time and missed my ride home; they must have thought I had another ride home. My situation made me become bewildered at what to do next then, I thought to myself on giving my mother a call. My bag was by my side so I reached into my bag for my phone and tried turning it on but, it was unresponsive so I figured my phone battery was dead.