Polar Bear, Polar Bear, What Do You Hear, had become one of my favorite bedtime stories when my grandmother read it to me, as a toddler. She would put so much thought and action behind her words that I would be able to remember what part was coming next. Moreover, it was the only story I would have her read when we stayed the night at Papa and Gaga’s house. I would always remember saying “Again, Again Gaga, please just one more time” and it usually worked, but she would never read it to us more than twice. As time grew and the older I grew, I started reading these books on my own.
Another factor that gave me the strength to love reading was because of my older sister. She always told me different bedtime stories, which engaged me to reading story books. She daily bought colored story books from her friend, and read the book as I look at the images per pages. I remembered that I had two favorite books. The one was entitled “Ang Pambihirang Buhok ni Raquel” and the other one was “Mr.
As I walked into classroom 205 my English teacher greeted me and assigned me my desk. Mrs. Manuel was as loud as a freight train, but after she talked to our class I knew I was going to enjoy my English class this year. After brainstorming about my first day up to that point, the bell rang and I reported to Mrs. Kopieczek for Spanish. We reviewed some basic Spanish, but I knew this would be an easy class for me since I have already taken 2 years of Spanish. After 50 minutes of Spanish class I reported to Mr. Jennings for one of my favorite classes, world geography.
My freshman year continued with much confusion. The only reading that I was doing then was just reading Fanfiction, but those stories are just written by kids like me, with the same english skills as me. I found it extremely entertaining, but nothing about it was making me a better reader. I just needed to read more books that would challenge me. Reading is not my favorite activity.
At times when I read there are words that I don’t quite understand. When this happens I look up the word and see how I could use it. This also goes back to my writing, if I find a word in a book that I have read I can add it to my writing to improve my writing skills. When I see the effect of reading on my knowledge it makes me proud of myself because I used to get teased for always reading, but that didn’t matter to me because , in the end, I knew that reading would help me. All those people that teased me for always reading were probably envious of how much knowledge that I could acquire from just reading one book.
I didn’t have any older siblings to help me so when I started school, it was the first time I was exposed to reading. It’s not until I began preschool that I remember my first book, Brown Bear, Brown Bear What Do you See? was read to me. What I remember about this book is that I liked it because not only was my first book but because it had different animals and colors. I remember sitting on the colorful carpet with my whole class as the teacher began to read it to us and soon we all eventually read it together.
To some people it is not. Some teachers say that the book is challenging for students. Now, this novel may be difficult for students, but that is how students learn new information. If students weren’t to have read harder pieces of literature all throughout their schooling career, they would stay at the same level of reading for most of their life. The reason why students should read more challenging novels are because they learn new things, and they could also learn how to act in a certain situation based on the type of challenging story they read.
The librarian was so impressed with my story that she entered my book in the young author's contest. I won 1st place at my school and I was so proud. I never thought I could finish the assignment, let alone win the contest.From then I began writing stories on my computer and telling my friends and family. People loved how much detail I would add to my stories, all the twists and turns they had. The joy I had with writing lessened away the older I got.
If you have a passion or love to do something it would be very hard to quit doing it. I started hating books in my teen years due to no longer having a passion for reading. However, I think it’s safe to say that everybody has some kind of passion or something that they love to do or maybe even something they want to learn how to do. With just one of those motives, reading a article or a book can be fun again, at least that’s how it worked out for me. By gaining a motive, having a passion, and figuring out what caused me to stop loving to read, made my love for reading become stronger than ever before.
“Either write something worth reading or do something worth writing.” These were the words that my elementary teacher told my class before a summer vacation. I never forgot them because they were the reason I ever got into my creative writing. I’ve been writing stories for both profit and pleasure for the last ten years, and each one is an example of my improvement. I took this class as a review course after my recent two year hiatus, and I believe that I have made an improvement in my writing as a whole. Before I took this course, I wasn’t confident in my organizational skills, I couldn’t make my stories flow, and I wasn’t sure if I was using correct grammar and punctuation, or just making a fool of myself.