It was 4th grade at Kaneland John Shields and Mrs. Bregman,(Mrs. Bergman is short, has black slik hair, and very nice) on the very first day of school, announced that we were going to have to read 40 books. It was only the girls that were happy and the rest of the boys were like, "UUUHHH!" I also thought I was not going to do this because I don't want to read all of those books.. But, one day my mom started mad . Real Mad. It was in the first quarter and like I said before, I am going to be lazy and not do it. I only read 3 books. I thought my mom wouldn't care because it would be a lot of books. I also remember hearing the girls say "This is too easy" or " I can finish all my books in a day". In the second quarter I only read …show more content…
Man, was she was mad. So mad her face turned red. My mom is usual nice, but this time she went mad. My mom yelled to me as nice as she could " Why have you only read 7 books the past 2 quarters?" I answered "Dunno?" "Well, you better finish all 40 books. Or hope the best..." my mom exclaimed as steam was coming out her ears. "Uh O-OK" As I Shift to walk backwards to the stairs that go to my room. I was scared out of my mind. I did really have to finish these 40 books. Or maybe I thought she could just be playing a game with me and just wanted to scare me. In the next quarter I tried really hard to finish at least 15 books. I read shorter books like the Magic Tree House and books like that. I had a new strategy and that was to read more books at a time. I would have three books at my house . I would read one chapter then close the book. Then I would read another a chapter in a different book. One day my teacher in a mumbled voice told me," You are reading too easy books. Pick some harder books to read." I think she was mad and surprised that I was exploiting the
I began with an endless list of books I wanted to read as soon as possible, and I had incorporated a portion of my day dedicated to reading. Even before the school year started I always enjoyed reading, but now I find it difficult to open a book; not because I do not enjoy it, but because I have prioritized that time for other things. As I am reflecting on this now, I have become disappointed in myself that I am drifting away from one of my favorite and beneficial hobbies. I believe this change is a result of discouragement due to my excitement for the summer and the school year coming to an end. Furthermore, for the last few months I have become more stressed with my AP World History Exam, the second semester finals, and track coming to an end, leading to me pushing away the things I enjoy most.
As I was getting ready for school, I told myself, "I 'm so excited to finally go to school! I can 't wait to get there! I bet it 's going to be the best thing ever!" Once I finally arrive to school, I realize what it is actually like. My teacher, Miss Fisher, doesn 't seem to like that I already know how to read.
During summer while other kids were outside having fun, i was indoors with my AC on reading different kind of books because of a soccer injury i had. If it wasn 't for that injury i don 't think i would of ever gotten a book on my own. It all started with an injury to a book that became the book that kept me going to find more books to read. The book is called " A Child Called It: One Child 's Courage to Survive" by David Pelzer. Before this i thought all books were boring but this one totally changed my mind.
With a list of books to choose from we were told to list them in order of interest, but that it did not guarantee we would get to read the number one book on our list. I listed Touching Spirit Bear number one, and luckily, I was chosen to read it along with six other students. Everyday my group would meet in the back of the room during a certain period of the day. Each member of the group would take turns reading.
Every day we practiced our reading skills with simple picture books. I was very proud because I was in the “advanced” group with one other student. Once I learned to read it became an important part of my life. I remember reading books from Dr. Seuss to Magic Tree House to Junie B. Jones and Harry Potter. My favorite book was definitely Amelia Bedelia as it was an easy read that also provided humor.
The teacher made me read books I didn’t want to, which took it to another level. Being in this class for almost the whole year really opened my eyes, it made me want to
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.
Literacy Autobiography My earliest memories I have about reading are in my first grade classroom. Till this day I consider my 1st grade teacher the best teacher I ever had. She was an incredible lady that did all she could to make all her students successful. In first grade was when I was introduced to many enjoyable books at first I really didn’t like reading but, then the pictures and all the illustrations in general would grab my attention and I was anxious to finish the book. In my elementary years I remember having a reading class called S.F.A (Success for All).
If I go anywhere for more then three hours I try to have the book I’m reading with me. I read a lot, and I read all sorts of book from the “Maze Runner” series to Wuthering Heights to an
I can recall that when I was a fourth grader I was forced to “Little House on the Prairie”. I thought I could be rebellious and not read the chapters that I was assigned. I look back and think it shouldn 't have been that hard to pick up the book and read the chapters instead of falling asleep on the floor. After this time I stopped reading for fun and skim or refuse to read the assigned books or short stories. In John Holts essay titled “How Teachers Make Children Hate Reading”, he explains his thoughts on why students hate reading when they are forced to.
My Mrs. Dubose was a girl that I met in my elementary school. It’s not the typical story of two girls that became best friend over time, but how my worst enemy motivated and driven me into accomplishing what I once had thought impossible. When I was younger, books were my only escape from reality. I was never sociable because I did not know how to talk to others. When I talked to other people I would look and examine their face expression because I was afraid of saying the wrong thing―even around my friends.
The books I have read this quarter have allowed me to reach my goals and grow my reading skills. In order to meet my page number goal I had to increase my reading during the second half of the quarter. I was almost done with my first book when the middle of the quarter hit, and I realized I would have to read at a faster pace to meet my goal. I increased my reading on the weekends.
and I think that was too much for a student in fourth grade. In the first day of school, I realized I was with some of my friends in my class
My throat didn't feel right since the night I had a drink with Fay. The truth was, I wasn't a drinker like Fay. I couldn't drink alcohol. I was trying to be cool in front of him so he wouldn't underestimate me or bully me.
In summary, at the beginning of my fourth grade year, there was nothing anyone could do to make me sit still long enough to read a book that I found completely dull. Although I had felt that way for my entire life, all it took was one single book along with one single fourth