Learning to read and write was not an option; it was a requirement. “School will be what makes you succeed in life,” my parents and educators would say. I did not realize how hard it would be to read and write; however, it came natural to me, in the beginning. Struggling many times, several people did not believe in me; however, that never stopped me from wanting to gain more knowledge as I grew older. There has always been more positive people to motivate me whenever I needed inspiration. Throughout my childhood, the idea of having a college education was importantly emphasized. As a result, it was my responsibility to be the first generational child to excel in my studies and achieve a life of good fortune and accomplishments. In the beginning, I found the stress of having further education to be a great weak point, but as I grew older, I began to realize the many rewards I have gained by having the skill to be literate. Learning to read and write became the basis of my development. Since I was in kindergarten, I have been taught to read and write. By watching alphabet videos, we would recite and write each letter every day until it stuck in our brains. We learned sentence structure, and we were inspired to write our own stories and draw them out on white copy paper; my classmates and I learned writing. While the teacher read to us Dr. Seuss books, we learned literacy sitting around a colorful, ABC lettered rug. As she read the book, we would follow in pronouncing and
Imagine going to school daily until the age of 8 and guessing words when I read. There are memories of childhood bullies that made me feel less than but their words also served as motivation to learn. I have memories of being called stupid and dumb and being teased because I lacked the inability to comprehend certain phrases and words. Imagine being asked to read in Sunday and not being able to say any of the words. This was the first years of my reading journey.
In today’s world education plays a vital role in everyone’s life. No matter what you do or what you intend to do, education is needed. It was clearly not the same in Frederick Douglas and Bich Minh Nguyen’s world. In both cases the author’s education wasn’t needed and took a back seat because of their race and other factors. Frederick Douglas the author of the article “Learning to Read and Write” shares his experience of how he educated himself but it didn’t bring any change in his life.
Some people carry the responsibility of repaying student loans well into their adulthood. The writer suggests these people should consider a different pathway in order to not deal with that responsibility. Even if financial difficulties can possibly be taken care of, college brings on rigorous academic challenges as well. Not every student is equipped with the skills to succeed in college; in fact, Pharinet states that, “there are students who cannot read attending college” (Pharinet 680). Although a rare case, it completely goes against the idea that college is for everyone.
The American author, Brian Herbert, says “The capacity to learn is a gift; The ability to learn is a skill; The willingness to learn is a choice.” This quote suggests that even though people are capable of learning new information, it is a skill that almost every person is born with, but it takes the choice of the individual to want to learn new information. The truth of this statement is reflected in “The Library Card” by Richard Wright and “Learning to Read and Write” by Frederick Douglass. Both Richard Wright and Frederick Douglass defied the odds that were against them such as geographical and racial issues. They were both favorable impacted by literacy
My teacher noticed my struggle and called on another kid, Briggs Huxford, to “help” me- which really just meant that he was going to read that section. To this day, 8 years later, that was one of the most disappointing and embarrassing situations I have ever been in. In the summer of 2006 at my dad’s house in New Mexico, I learned to read. My step mom taught me.
Throughout high school, my opinion on college and how I planned to approach my future changed drastically. As I became more exposed to people other than my family, I learned the importance of an education. In order to procure all available options for my future, a post secondary education must be obtained. Although my parents bestowed upon me the family genetics and taught me the mindset of the uneducated working class American, through self desire and a lust for knowledge I altered the course set for me to a brighter more enlightened
Do you ever question if yourself about college, weather you should go to college or not!? Here are some things about college of what is good for you to go! The college is for those who would like to learn more and do better in life when they are on their own. Learning in college will help you out in the world because out there is a lot of things that it has that you need to learn. People that go to college take good work and effort in a job.
Although I enjoy reading now, I used to have many hard days when reading felt like a chore. I remember my mother and me sitting on the couch reading together. There were days when I loved it and wanted to keep going, but there were also days when I would just break down crying because I could not understand it and everyone else did. I remember one time when we were
Being cognizant of the benefits of education and utilizing my education to best prepare myself for the upcoming stage in my life, regardless of assigned work, has enhanced my academic performance.
My earliest memory with literacy ( that I can remember ) is my grandma taking my sister and I to the children’s section of the local library and making us sit down next to other kids in a bright green hairy *furry, shaggy* rug . All of the children sat surrounding a small platform where a short , chubby woman wearing a bright pink dress sat on a wooden chair . The lady in pink read many different books. That evening
The story” Learning to Read”, by Malcolm X, depicts how the motivation could push people further to achieve their academic goal no matter where you from or who you are. The author himself never made it past the eighth grade because he dropped out from the school. Of course with unemployment he got himself involved in criminal activity and later, be putted into prison. the life in prison makes him revalue his past and trying to stand up for himself in order to beat this circumstance. He taught himself how to read and become literate even all he could rely on is a dictionary, and the limit recourse obtained from the prison school.
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
It is easy to think college is not worth the cost to become better, but getting educated makes people better, and happier in the future and sometimes even in better health (Leonhardt 25 ). Becoming a better and happier person is good for everyone. Even former President Obama says “‘Education helps us be better people. It helps us be better citizens. You came to college to learn about the world and to engage with new ideas and to discover the things you 're passionate about -- and maybe have a little fun’”
As I explore my experiences with literacy my most vivid memory comes from a very late age. While most people draw their memories with reading, writing from a young age, I get mine from my eighth grade year. As a student up until this point I had done just enough to get through the courses and move on to the next year. My eighth grade year seemed to be extremely challenging, and this was due to various factors whether it be the demographics of my school since I was one of three white people in my grade, or my home life where I was adjusting to a new house with a new step mom, but my English teacher had spent the whole year causing me a great deal of agony. Every paper I turned in, I failed, and every effort I made to step up my writing was not
All of our experiences are different, and my experience has left me with my own literacy narrative. My literacy started when I was about 3 years old, and my mom enrolled me into preschool. My preschool was in this big white stone building that was connected to a church. My mom would check me in about seven in the morning and pick me up about three in the afternoon. I would spend a full school day there.