Literacy Narrative Summer 2014 I had three summer reading assignments to complete before the upcoming school year. Pride and Prejudice, Their Eyes Were Watching God, and Frankenstein. I’m thinking to myself I can definitely knock these assignments by the time school starts. I started off reading Their Eyes were watching God. “Good story so far” I thought to myself.
My personal literacy story might be considered as a short story. My literacy story stated very young with my mother and father reading me stories before I could read; some stories that were told to me were bible stories, Junie B Jones, Magic Tree house, and of course superhero comics.
For my literacy interview I interview a young lady by the name of Jeanette Zamarripa. I did Ms. Jeanette because I have gotten to know her over the years. I met Ms. Jeanette at Lone Star in Tomball a while back, we had a math class together, but we never really talk to each other, until last year we have several classes together, and we did remember each other from the math class we took a while back. I think everything happens for a reason, and that the Lord put people in your path for a reason as well. We were both attending UHD. However, we have become really good friends, I feel like I have known her for years, we get along really well. I choose her for my assignment because she told me about her struggles that she face when she was in elementary school, I think her journey is inspiring and amazing and others should know about it. If she doesn’t tell you about what she’s been through you could never guess. Ms. Jeanette English and Spanish is exceptional, she is fluent in speaking and writing them as well.
Problems in an essay As I was writing my literacy narrative, I encountered three main problems. The first problem I encountered was properly using grammar and punctuation. Another problem I had was identifying the correct way to use a comma, as well as, making sure I did not have comma splices in my writing. I also had difficulty staying with one story line.
One of the things that has been a struggle for me over the years is the slowness of my reading and the process of absorbing written materials. I was always a bad speller and had a
Literacy Narrative “Nothing is said of the silence that comes to separate the boy from his parents” (Rodriguez 69”). Silence. Silence is powerful. Silence, in a dramatic movie to make someone sit on the edge of their seat wondering what is about to happen. Silence, at a funeral of a loved one to grieve for the loss.
My relationship with literacy has been a journey all on its own. From learning how to sound out letters and words, to reading my first sentence , I have developed quite a valuable foundation and platform, that will eventually guide me to success. I have had the pleasure of experiencing a love that just continues to blossom. A love that will never fail, nor will I fail it. This love that I speak of is my passion for reading, writing and literacy as a whole.
My Literacy Narrative 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.
The history of my literacy has been a long road of a frustration and learned lessons. As a child, I was a bit of a loner so reading and writing were the closest thing to a social life for me. The things that I bottled up inside came out through my writing and it became somewhat of a pass time for me. As long I could remember literacy as has been an important value for me in my life because from very young age I got express my true self without being judged by the outside. Even though in my later years I would deal with some heartaches and set back that lead me to give up on my love for reading. I would always come back to my real first love.
This assignment was one of the hardest paper we had to do in our quarter because, we had complete freedom on how we wanted to develop our topic. During the peer review I found out that I had done the assignment wrong and didn 't have a clear idea of what I wanted to project in my paper. I took a moment to decide what I wanted to say and started to change and remove sentences that weren 't necessary. On my first draft of my Literacy Narrative I made negative statements about my writing, which wasn 't the purpose of the assignment. After some time, I finally decided to write about my growth in writing and how I found another outlet for my creativity and where I consider myself to be good at. After I revised my work, I decided to cut the
Literacy Autobiography Even though it isn’t my content area, I am a strong believer in the power of literature. This appreciation goes way back, in fact some of my earliest memories are those of my mom reading to my older sister and me every night before bed. We made our way through nearly all of the Laura Ingalls Wilder books by the time I started kindergarten.
When most people tend to think of being literate they think of being able to read and write. Until last week I thought the exact thing. I learned that being literate was not is not just reading and writing. It is a plethora of things that you can be literate in. My literacy is a thing that I have been doing for a long time. Trust me it did not an easy process to get this proficient in it either. I love to
Literacy has applied over the course of my education and my life. As an education major, I believed that literacy was an ability to learn how to read and write. Furthermore, literacy has been a part of my education. I have come to an understanding that literacy is a lot more than what it seems. It’s about expressing yourself that includes your opinions and feelings. As a college student, I still feel like my literacy is evolving with every essay I write. But, through my literacy autobiography and literacy experiences. I have gained through the process of “growing up” as an educator. I 'd like to capture the hearts and minds of readers through my journey and experiences with literacy. As I take you back into the past of how literacy has grown inside me. I would one day like to show how these experiences will influence my teaching strategies.
Children covered in glitter and glue is a sight to witness. Scattered around the room are broken crayons, uncapped markers, and torn paper scraps. This image at the end of the day at a preschool means that it has been a good day. When the day had just begun the sound of feet pattering and bouncing down the hallway was perceptible. The teachers knew that when all the children entered the room and saw the table aligned with crafts every student’s eyes would light up with excitement.
In my childhood, I was curious and full of energy. I was in an age where I was being to explore and learn new things, and most of the times my curiosity lead me into serious trouble. It was double the trouble when I include my sister in the picture. We were the worse when we were around six or seven years old. My aunt used to compare us to a tornado because we were always causing chaos and breaking something around her house. It just makes me laugh whenever I remember those days because it was hundred percent true. I don 't even know how my aunt had the patience whenever we stayed over or came for a visit. I no longer a mischief child because as time goes by I start to change as well.