How Did I Learn About Read?

Like many parents, mine were supportive of my learning and development at an early age and as I grew, they read to me along with other learning techniques. My mother and father read various children 's books to me in their spare time; and after I had matured some had me read along as well. The books we read together consisted of fairy tale books and short stories such as The Turtle and the Hare. Reading together helped me learn a wider variety of words and inspired myself to pursue reading at an early age on my own. When I was around the age of four or five; my mother and father bought me the leapfrog read along toy as a birthday gift. The toy came with children’s books and a pen that was used to follow along as

Growing up with English not being my first language was difficult. My parents knew how to speak it, but they still didn’t know to how to pronounce or define some words. I knew how to speak English very well, but reading was sometimes hard for me. In order for me to learn, my brother would read bedtime stories, and I would follow along. From my princess books to me sitting down with him while he read his Captain Underpants comics. Anywhere I went I would try to read anything I laid eyes on. From hotel names to road signs to menus to anything that could help me improve. Already having an older brother who knew how to read very well, I took advantage of that. My brother would help me pronounce different words, tell me what they meant, and would applaud me for pronouncing them right. He was the main reason why I loved reading so much; loved.

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.

My mother taught me how to read at a young age. She read to me before I could read which helped me learn new words and develop a basic understanding of literature at an early age. When it came time for me to attend elementary school, I remember heading to the library quite often. Books were organized based on what was thought to be the appropriate reading material for that grade level. I often found myself wandering down the isles with the older kids. I’m so grateful my mother encouraged reading as much as she did. If she hadn’t, it’s very possible I could have struggled with reading. If this were true, I wouldn’t have learned as much as I did, or had the desire to read, which is very important in order to become as advanced in literature as possible.

Timothy Rasinski and Nancy Padak, in their article, “Write Soon!” from The Reading Teacher (2009) emphasize that reading and writing are important skills and explain how parents can easily incorporate them into everyday life. They support this idea by presenting simple ways that parents and their children can do this, such as writing notes to each other, exchanging journals, or making lists. The authors wrote this article in order to help teachers guide parents through developing and supporting their child’s literacy. Rasinski and Padak’s writing is aimed toward teachers who can ultimately use these instructions to encourage

Last week we wrote a blog and one of the questions was “How did you learn to read and write?”  I found this question interesting because I never had really thought about the moment when I actually learned how to read and write. My mom was the first person to expose me to reading and writing. A popular tactic she did to make sure I was staying engaged was to read aloud stories and make me follow along with her. My mom would read me many different stories like Tarzan, Bambi, Aladdin, Peter Pan, Lion King, The Jungle Book, and Hercules. whatever I wanted to listen and follow along with, she would read with me. This really helped with my want to read. The books contained a lot of adventure, which made it easy as a kid to follow along with. I became to gain an imagination and then all of a sudden reading was easier.

English is not my first language, I grew up speaking Spanish. My parents did not read to me as a child because of the limited books found in their native language. As a child, my parents bought me movies instead of books because for them it was easier for someone else to tell me the fairy tale so they would not have to read me. Also, my parents worked a lot, so they did not have time to pick up a book and read to me. I have older sisters but they also did not read to me because they were always doing their homework or doing their own things as teenagers. I wish my parents had read to me every night before going to sleep as other parents did to their kids. When I have my own kids of course that I am going to read to them. I want my kids to be successful in life and reading to them is going to really help them improve their vocabulary, become a better reader, and have a great imagination. I am going to read to my kids every night before they go to bed, and not do what my parent did to me that if I do not go to sleep the monsters were coming for me and eat me. I want my futures kids to have memories of their mom spending time with them reading. I do not have a memory of my parents reading to me as a child. Small action made a big differences. I am going to try to spend more time my kids and not just by reading to them but also play with them.

I remember back in second grade my mom used to read books to me. I remember being all cuddled up in a bed with some hot chocolate by my side, just lying there listening to my mother read me chapters from the books that I was supposed to read. The only reason why she read them to me was because she knew that I was not going to read them myself. It’s not that I couldn’t actually read

Growing up, both of my grandmothers was school teachers who enjoyed reading to me and my cousins whenever the opportunity arose. Many of my favorite memories as a child learning to read lead back to my favorite book my nana would always read to me, The Napping House by Audrey Wood. I would quote the book cover to cover, before actually learning to read, pretending that I was reading in the meantime. My mother also played an important role in my learning to read and write, she and my nana were always encouraging me to read book series like Junie B. Jones, The Little House on the Prairie, The Boxcar Children, Nancy Drew,

I believe this is the best thing that could have happened to me. By the spring, I was already reading at a fifth grade level. Mrs. Littlefield was the teacher who really encouraged me to keep reading. In our first grade classroom, we had a baseball diamond. Each of the bases were set up for some type of activity to reinforce the phonics sounds we were learning. When we got to home plate, we had a reading group time with the teacher. I didn’t really care for this, because I felt I was held back waiting on others to read. I know it was beneficial to the learning process, but at the time, I would have rather read by myself. At night, I remember reading to myself out loud. My brothers would often complain because they couldn’t concentrate to read their books with me reading aloud. Fortunately my mother always came to my

I agree with Quindlen mostly because if I would have not seen my parents read, then probably reading would not have interested me. I love reading, and my parents do too. A clear childhood memory that I have from my dad is reading the newspaper every day. I do not agree with Ms. Paterson because if my parents have not encourage me to read, then I would have not found how wonderful it is. Every time my parents are in their spare time I always found them reading either a soccer magazine or an accountant book. I related with Quindlen because my mom used to read me bedtime stories and I remembered knowing all the stories by memory. I also feel a great connection with the author because she believes that rereading is what help you become a better

In first years of school parents are releyed upon very heavily to help their children learn the basics of reading and writing. My Brother Ryne is in 1st grade, and every

Even if I refused to read on my own, my dad still read to me every single night right when I would go to bed. That was something I loved, and would never turn down as a young child. He read many

Parental involvement in education is necessary in order for children to be successful when learning how to read. Children who lack support from their parents and guardians often have difficulty advancing in school, and those who do have parental support and positive home literacy experiences often find academic success at an early age. Children are expected to become fluent readers, and a foundation for reading must be established at an early age with the support of a child’s parents or guardians. Reading activities at home and the influence a parent has on their child is beneficial for young children in so many ways, and at home, parents can reinforce what is being taught at school with their children in order to create a better understanding of learned curriculum and reading skills. Strong parental support in education is an important aspect of a child’s reading development because print rich

My first memory of ever being exposed to reading was when i was six years old and my mom started introducing books before bed. She came home one day with a bag full of books and a smile on her face, she had just received some of the books and stories dad would read to her when she was a kid. She told me that she would get tucked into bed and her dad would let her pick a different book every night until there were no new ones to choose from. They would then makeup tales and "write" their own stories that was a fond childhood memory she had and she wanted me to have as well. This tradition is something i really admire and look forward to sharing with my children one day. That is the first memory i have of ever being exposed to reading and i am