How Reading Changed My Life

As I look back on my childhood, I don’t remember a time when I wasn’t fond of reading. I love the way a good book just draws you in and it is almost impossible to set it down because you want to know what happens next! Looking back to my earliest moments I can always remember my mom and grandma always reading me books for hours and hours at a time. My favorite saying when I was younger was, “just read one more!” I couldn’t go to sleep without my mom at least reading me five books! My favorite was “The Little Mermaid” but I loved all of the princess books and I had possibly every one you could think of!

When I’m reading, it doesn’t really matter where I read. When I’m reading I go into a different world and get to a place where I feel as if I’m part of the story and can relate to the main character and what he or she is going through. Also, when I’m reading I think the best place for me would be where it’s quiet because I find it easier to concentrate in silence. I also read better when I’m upset because it gives me an outlet to release anger and allows me to get my work done. All throughout my life, I’ve had many good experiences reading. When it comes to reading, for me, good reading just comes

Reading is a wonderful pastime. It allows me to mentally travel to far away lands in the present, the archaic past, or the advanced technological future. Reading allows me to be present during every struggle or joy the protagonist may face. It is a wonderful way to learn about fascinating cultures without physically traveling to other lands. It is a gateway to long, sleepless nights because I can become fully entranced by a story. Favorite books of mine include Jane Eyre by Charlotte Bronte and The Book Thief by Marcus Zusak. Both of these stories wonderfully illustrate internal human conflict as well as love, loyalty, and emotional and physical pain. These are just a few of the joys of

This story is about how my reading and writing changed throughout my life going through school. When I started in kindergarten I couldn’t spell my name that well. I had trouble reading and writing, and it took me so long to understand what I was doing wrong because I’m a person that thinks that I’m always right and never wrong. As I went through elementary school, I had a problem with writing neatly, writing in complete sentences, and reading big words. When I was in elementary school I was a student that didn’t like to write during unless it was about something that interested me. Other than that the only time I wrote was when I was required to for school. As each of those five years went by I hated writing in a way, but I hated reading even more with each year that went by. The reason I hated writing during elementary school so much was because

Reading a good book is one of the most important and relaxing things a young mind can do. Sometimes, I’ll sit outside and read. The sounds of the neighborhood can relax the mind and immerse you into a good story. Cats meowing, dogs barking in the distance, and a car hitting a turn at a bit high of a speed might not suit a specific story, but for me, they draw me into the story all the more.

Reading is an escape for me. There is no better feeling than going into a bookstore and seeing the thousands of stories waiting to engulf you. I love laying in bed with a cup of tea and sinking into a good book. A book has the power to pull me into a different world. But I would never have felt this way if my older sister had not released me from my biggest constraint.

Reading has been one of my favorite hobbies since I was a little child. I grew up as a normal child should grow and eventually I had to start learning for me to fit in society. My literacy started many years ago, after I knew how to talk and communicate with people. Reading my alphabet was quite stressful and I had to be given a hand by my family members. I remember my parents reading with me and it was the most meaningful and memorable way to spend time with me. This is because I liked reading a lot and I was eager to learn so that I could fit in with my older siblings. My favorite books were storybooks taking about adventures and fairytales

I could have started volunteering with the intentions of doing just for the sake of giving back to the community I grew up in. Instead, I did it because I was forced to. I was forced into waking up every Saturday for an entire month before seven a.m. to be at the library with adults and a bunch of kids half my age. I could have sat there reading a book for school and minding my own business. Instead of being miserable my entire summer, I decided to try my hardest to help children to love reading as much as I do.

Books are an escape from reality for me. All kinds of people have different methods that work just for them, and I'm happy that mine is reading. I read the fantastic thriller as each page contains awesome action and heart wrenching romance. The fuzzy static sound traveling from the TV snaps my attention up from my reading. "Our next guest is an absolute pleasure to have on this show," An annoying blonde haired woman dressed in a black pencil skirt and matching skirt practically yells loudly through the TV screen. It's just then when my phone vibrates. I pick it up a se who it was.

To begin, I identify reading as enjoyable because at a very young age it challenged me to learn new words. Coming from a family of Cambodian immigrants I couldn’t necessarily ask my mom to read me a book. On the other hand, that didn’t deter me from exposing myself to as many

Reading takes you so many different places. From a perfect world to a world where you can’t control your thoughts or the things you do. Sometimes it’s good and sometimes it’s scary. You get pulled into the book and now your the kid who keeps reliving the last day of their life over and over again or the kid who is getting sucked into the closet into a new world away from their life at home.

For as long as I can remember, I have loved reading. Even when I was just learning how to read in elementary school, I enjoyed it. However, because of the heavier workload in college and needing to work I do not have as much time to read leisurely as I would like. When I do get the opportunity to read, I dive right in and read quickly as to fill myself until the next chance. For example, over Christmas break I read a three book series in a little over twenty-four hours because I craved reading that much. As I start a book, I begin by getting a feel for the characters and by the half way point I am in the same world as the book. I love feeling like I am a fly on the wall in a story: witnessing all the events, hearing the things they say, following my favorite characters throughout their lives. When I read I become so engulfed in the story that I hate for it to end, no matter how good the ending is.

Sometimes, reality sucks. Sometimes, I just don’t want to deal with school, and the stress and homework that accompanies it. Sometimes, I just don’t want to deal with my family about matters that we argue on. Sometimes, I just don’t want to deal with my friends after we had a rough conversation or something upsetting happened. Sometimes, I just don’t want to deal with anyone and anything. Sometimes, I just want a place I can escape to, where anything is possible, where I can be someone else and reading offers me that ability. I have loved reading, ever since I could learn how to read. I love reading because it is an escape from reality, it is fun and teaches me things about myself.

Everybody reads. Everybody has picked up a book at least once in their life and flipped through its pages. Everybody reads, but once they reach that final page, do they feel an indifference, or do they feel a personal connection? From early childhood to young adulthood, reading has always been a part of my life. Reading had always been important to me because as a child, I was very shy, and being an only child, I had a lot of time on my own, so I often turned to books to fuel my urge for adventure. Reading became personal to me at a very young age because I read as if I was living in the book myself. Ever since that point in my life, my joy of reading continued to flourish. The pages of my books grew thicker and thicker as I aged, and the genres broadened and the vocabulary matured. Literature has played a meaningful role in my life since the very beginning and helped shape me into the kind of person I am today, it has influenced my personality directly, and the close relationship I hold with literature.

Reading is enjoyable for the average reader because people can learn astronomical words that they can use when they are speaking to other people. When a person is reading, they are able to expand their thinking. Also, reading helps fix any writing mistakes that the average person may be struggling with. Reading helps the person become a critical thinker and knowledgeable about what is going on in this world. Reading can expand the average person’s thoughts on certain topics. Without reading, people will not know how to be a critical thinker, utilize big vocabulary words, and speak to others properly. The reason why I enjoy reading books because I learn from what I am reading, I learn new words that I can utilize, and I enjoy