Effects Of Literacy On Literacy

I have acquired many literacy opportunities throughout my literacy life my parents, grandparents, and teachers ,I hold them very close to my heart because if it wasn’t for them pushing and encouraging me to read and write I wouldn’t be the literate person I am today. I bear a huge family so there are always many voices going through my head so it wasn’t long until I started speaking, as well as comprehending what all these strange words meant recognizing the words was very difficult before I started practicing them. My parents always encouraged me to read and write in a way no child can resist with toys and candy who could say no to that. Every chance they got to help me read they would read with me. I wasn’t forced to read on my own because I didn’t know how.

Some of my earliest memories of reading and writing took place in preschool. My former teacher, Mrs. Williams always made reading a fun and new experience which helped encourage us to read. I remember always being excited to read a new book as if I were embarking on a new adventure. My mother also encouraged me to read by reading to my brother and I at bedtime. She also gave us plenty of genres to choose from. Even though my dad did not reach much, my mom was very much interested in books about British crime mysteries. My brother, on the other hand, read anime’ comics and video game instruction pamphlets. Although reading has not been my strongest subject, the subject has always been part of my life.

When I was little, I loved to have my parents read to me all the time. At first, I didn’t learn to read because I didn’t want to read the “Learn to Read” books and preferred for my parents to read to me. I remember sitting with my Dad and following along while he read Harry Potter aloud to me and traced the words with his finger. Then we started to take turns reading aloud. I started to read more and more by myself after I was able to read the first chapter of Harry Potter (with a little bit of help). Then I worked my way through the rest of the book. I loved how reading let you explore new worlds and different points of view.

I do not think that my parents, especially my dad, had a great influence on me when it comes to reading. My mom, who loved to read, never could read because me and my little brother were so involve with sports so she did not have the time to read books. Later on our lives she started to read more books because I could drive myself from and to sporting events. My dad never liked to read and he still does not read anything unless it has something to do with sports. When I was a little kid I always wanted to do what my dad did. Since he did not read book, I thought why do I have to read books.

Ever since I was in elementary school, I was never able to grasp what I was reading. It was always a chore and I would speed through it or avoid it entirely. The extra help I received was meant to help me provoke, my eventual, love for reading, but at the time only made me feel as though I wasn't smart enough to read what everyone else my age could. While most kids would push themselves to read books like Harry Potter, I was the kid who was still reading the Magic Treehouse series. It was through the assistance of my parents encouraging me to read 30 minutes every night that caused me to love reading and become the reader I am today.

I felt like learning to read at a young age helped my brain into wanting to learn more about things. For instance, if I read a simple book about an animal, I would want to keep learning about that animal. If I read a book about snakes, I would want to keep learning more about snakes. I read a book about learning how to ride a bike, and it intrigued me to learn myself

With reading came writing. The stories were no longer confined to the boundaries of my mind. I could write the stories I had dreamed up in my head down with words I had learned from the books that lined the library shelves. I painted my stories with words. It was then that I became an

At a very young age, I was encouraged by my mother to read everything of which she thought would be of benefit to me. The first book that I can recall reading was a children 's styled storybook of the Bible. My mom often read many stories from that book to me. She would always say "When reading, read with understanding.” Also, she wanted me to develop a fruitful vocabulary and to know how to spell words correctly; which did require me to read with a dictionary nearby.

I have always excelled in academics, but my strongest point was reading, and comprehension. I loved to read as a child, and that has stayed with me throughout life. I’m happy that I had such a love for reading at a young age, as it has helped me immensely in my secondary education, and will probably expand into university too.

Now as a sixteen year-old, I read copious amounts of articles and books. I am also making what the North Carolina grading system considers, “spectacular” grades. It was not always like this as I was scattered in second grade. I was doing the opposite of what I am accomplishing now until I had a breakthrough in January of 2007, during second grade. I credit this breakthrough to reading. Along the way, I had my family, the reading class, and my supporters reassuring me.

I found that especially at that age I enjoyed reading stories about girls my age, girls who were struggling with struggles I was having. Not only did reading these stories allow learning to take place, it opened my eyes to ideas on how to solve problems that I may not have been aware before. As a teacher helping my students find the type of books that interest them a huge part of making reading, writing, and all literacy fun and something they look forward

As young reader, the experience with words got better when I got past the pictures and big letters. Reading was fun when I could not play outside. I read The Three Little Pigs and Humpty Dumpty. My cousin, Lisa, read those books to me first, and then I started reading them to myself. I often preferred playing outside: kickball, whiffle ball, and football.

As children, we are introduced to words through speaking but books enable a better way to understand the written language. Through these stories/books, we are guided to different places, enabling our imaginations to grow and expand, allowing our brains to develop. As Albert Einstein so eloquently said, “Imagination is everything. It is the preview for life’s coming

As a child I never saw either of my parents reading. Since my mother couldn’t comprehend words for the life of her, she obviously didn’t, my dad enjoys reading but never has time so he instead listened to books on tape. Growing up I’ve heard everything from The Autobiography of Laura Bush to Ten Days to Self-Esteem. I actually didn’t mind listening to books on tape. It was like a movie but I had to picture what was happening in my head. It made it more fun. When I had problems with mental illness at the end of high school I listened to books on tape about my problems so I didn’t feel

Reading and writing have played an important role in my life by; giving me an escape from my reality and teaching me how to express my feelings in the form of writing. When I was little I had a hard home life and with the ability to escape for a bit it made my life go a little easier. Reading has not