The Importance of Reading
Growing up throughout the years it goes from teachers reading books to your class to books getting assigned to you to read independantly. Most of the books assigned would be so boring and pointless to read. Normally when I got assigned a book I would just read through it trying to comprehend some parts of it. I never tried to enjoy it or show an interest in the book. Reading to me was not something I ever enjoyed doing. I did not like reading for pleasure and for class assignments because I did not think there was a point. When I was reading independent books for pleasure, or an assignment I would think to myself, “Why, why, why… do we need to do this.” Reading to me seemed like a waste of time, until my senior
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Mrs. Daniels explained to me I would be making a mistake, because the teacher for this course is one of the best teachers at school. Later on Mr. Garland would win best teacher of the year for the yearbook. So I decided to try the class out because it was a college class. I figured that's what I needed going into college in the months to come.
Turns out my counselor, Mrs. Daniels was right. This class was exactly what I needed to increase my vocabulary skills and start enjoying reading. Since the reading was a requirement for the class, I told myself I needed to read the books to understand it and enjoy what I was reading. Mr. Garland picked out the first book, and then let us pick from a series of books for the next five books to come. The first book we read was called “The Bluest Eyes” by Toni Morrison. As most people know this book is a classic, but at times can be confusing. We had to finish the whole book in two weeks. I thought that task would be nearly impossible, but Mr. Garland made it seem possible by letting us have time in class to read it. We also discussed in groups what was going on in the book to make it a tad bit more understandable.Reading for the first time was fun instead of a chore. As the semester went on, I never had to force myself to read any of the books that were assigned to us, but the last few months sometimes were hard to find any motivation as a senior. Mr.
I haven't always been keen on reading as I am today. I can’t really remember the reason for my distaste in literature, but I think it mostly came from me just thinking that reading was too difficult or I was just me being a stubborn six year old not wanting to do it, but none the less I was like this for a lot of my earlier years. I was able to read a small amount of text because my parents teaching me, using Doctor Seuss books like Cat and the Hat and One FIsh Two Fish Red Fish Blue FIsh as learning tools to help me become more fluent. I never really understood reading until my stepmom moved in with us. Since my sister and I were still very young
If I do not enjoy the book, I adore to think of other readers and their perspective on the book. I can easily change my perspective of how I see the book, and it seems to become a new book. While reading books I loved from early on, I will be locked in for hours. No matter how long, I will not stop the book until it is over. I often will lock myself in my room, and read until the sun is up. There are many reasons of why I read. As a child, I was hated reading, for all the books seemed to be boring or “girly”. I always wondered why our classes would read the Little House on the Prairie, instead of books of war and violence. My previous school really delayed my love for reading. We had a strange A.R where some students would read a total of six points a year, where I was required to read on an upward of 250 points annually as young kids. I was forced to speed read, and read books I didn’t enjoy just for the high points value. The change of schools caused my love of reading to excel. I learned about many amazing books that I could read without a nearly impossible deadline. I read more and more, and learned to love the books for the content, not the forced
Growing up I was never a big fan of reading, but as I got older I noticed books are very essential. They are filled with adventures and lessons that only exist in wildest imagination. Without books many of us wouldn't know half the things we know today. Books teaches us math , science, history ,and even how to use a computer or how to play a sport. With so many different genres to choose from and millions of books to read , the task of reading can never get boring, especially when you're actively reading
Who grows fond of reading after years of being forced to read undesirable content and years of not being taught efficiently? Certainly not me. Ever since I can remember, reading at least one book from the Sunshine States reading list was a mandatory thing to do (in elementary and middle school). The issue is I was never interested in any of the books after grudging through the first chapter. Not to mention some actual guidance on reading would have been courteous, since reading happens to be one of my weakest points. But maybe I dislike to read because I am extremely selective with my choices.
In 5th grade, I remember that our visiting times to the school library decreased and so did my urge to read. I almost forgot how it felt to be reading books of my own choice. The only time when I would read was when my teacher would assign a specific chapter to read of the book Wonder, and a worksheet. Filling out a worksheet after reading or while reading is like a punishment, the sheet is not letting me enjoy what i’m reading. Instead it’s made me a working machine, trying to pick out small details throughout the book. As I recall, I stopped reading for my own pleasure at that time. However the next year, 6th grade, in Language Arts we would visit the library once a month, or I would visit during the quiet S.T.A.R time to pick out a book. I picked off where I left off in my reading journey and starting reading again! I realized then, my interest in book genres had changed. Why, I was more interested in books taking place in middle school/high school, meaning that I enjoyed realistic fiction. Continuing on reading, I transitioned into 7th grade. In 7th grade I kept on reading more and more, I even kept a chart of the books I read! My Language Arts teacher also read along with the class with her own books and also encouraged me. Infact, both of my middle school Language Arts teachers encouraged me to keep reading. They would be surprised every time I announced that I finished a book, that made me want to surprise them more. Overall, this time period with my teachers helped me boost my reading
I will give you some background concerning my great love for reading. Back in the third grade our reading class would always read books independently and take online quizzes that corresponded to the book, I would never take the time to read the book so I always received unpleasant grades for the assignments. When I was younger reading did not interest me by any means, therefore I would always skim over the text or in many instances not read the book at all. I found no enthusiasm in reading mainly because of the stillness and silence that surrounded the activity. I was a kid that had a lot of energy and disliked to be still and focused for reading time.
I started to read at a young age and it never really came that easy to me. I struggled a little bit more with understanding some words and even some questions I couldn’t answer them because when I would read and even till this day I start to read, but I don’t fully pay attention to my reading. It’s not because I don’t like reading I enjoy it. When I was in the fifth grade I joined “Book Club” it was year round and a few times a week. Once I was in the book club I enjoyed reading more and because it was fun either the people or myself taking turns and doing voices for the characters. I kept reading for a few more years and then I stopped for a couple of years. I got back into reading when I was a sophomore and a big part of it was because that
I rarely spend any time focusing on one specific task. My mind often wonders and I start doing multiple things at one time. In one day I multi-task for roughly 7-8 hours. It is pretty easy for to turn to non-computer activities if I'm not around people. When I am doing an activity I do not want to do, such as read or doing homework, I will take breaks. The most common task I try solely concentrating on is reading and even then I am constantly taking breaks. Whether its to eat, listen to music, go on social media, or watch television. Eventually those 10-15 minute breaks turn into hours. When I'm not trying to avoid reading I find myself thinking of other things and not comprehending what I'm reading because of it. I will not read for pleasure
Suddenly, enjoying a book was not enough anymore. I had to analyze it and uncover hidden meanings. I had to pull out every metaphor and flip through the pages for similes and character descriptions. My reading pace slowed because I had to stop on every other page to mark something down or highlight a specific word. I often told my mother that I probably would have enjoyed reading required books more if they were not assigned for school. Annotation and analyzations and the tests that came with them became a hindrance to my reading. In the following years, I would have to read for my English classes over the summer, I did not get to. My joy and sheer excitement for reading had plummeted severely. I still enjoyed the act of reading itself but with the school’s required literature, in addition to receiving more difficult homework in other classes, I began running out of time to read for fun. The term “reading for fun” should not exist, because there is no reason a child should not have fun reading, even if it is for a school assignment. It seemed, and still seems to me, that teachers were more concerned with making their class challenging than how much their students could truly benefit from the course. School is, and should be, a place of learning, but learning should not be equivalent to completing an assignment for the sole purpose of passing
There was a phase in my life in which I was one of those children that hated to read. However, as I grew up I realized how wrong I was about reading. Reading doesn’t just mean to have to read long, boring, descriptive essays or even textbooks at school full of stuff that you really don’t like. It also means to read things that you appreciate, not necessarily office or school related. These reading materials could be comics, fiction books, non-fiction books, self-help books, or even news articles.
Personally, the reason why I’m an unengaged reader is because of my past. Not just because I cant find that one good book. As a kid I had issue with my speech, reading comprehension and reading level. This caused me to be in s special education class and had take all these testing that mad me hate reading. I just want to be like everyone
There have been a few bad, but many good influences that have me lead to love reading the way I do. For a child to have a good foundation and have a better understanding of reading and writing I believe it should be introduced at an early age. I was lucky to have a family that read to me and helped me with reading from the time I was born. Unfortunately I spent a year struggling, and I remember to this day the hard time I had that also helped me become a better reader soon after.
The more I was being forced to read, the less time I spent reading for enjoyment, until eventually I no longer spent any of my free time with a novel in hand. Reading became a chore; it became boring. Sometimes the simple act of being forced to do something makes you despise it. As a child, I enjoyed several different genres of novels and many different topics intrigued me, so it wasn’t necessarily what I was reading that disinterested me. One required novel I remember reading was The Outsiders in seventh grade. This was a type of book I feel I would normally enjoy because of the mystery and action; however, I couldn’t bring myself to truly become engaged in this novel. Reason being-it was a forced act, with multiple worksheets and homework to accompany the reading. Fast forward to high school when I’m reading my required lengths in an anatomy and physiology textbook. Science has always been an interest of mine; in fact, I’m now majoring in Human Physiology. Yet reading this text wasn’t something I enjoyed. Again, because it felt forced; it was not something I was doing simply out of interest. This is how I continue to feel about most of the reading I do today as a college student.
Reading and writing are both important; you can’t have one without the other. They are skills that are increased constantly due to little things that most times are not noticed. Whether it is from a book to a poem, there will always be a way that it helps out your school performance. Reading and writing in general only helps absorb information, and enhance leisure or school related writing tasks. It has also made life itself so much easier because reading and writing are so beneficial for school and for life. How much you read and write today, will somehow affect your future job, family, position, or even your salary.
Like most of you, I’m a voracious reader and have taught myself many things throughout my life, whether I thought of these pursuits as study or not. I began gobbling up books up before I was in Kindergarten and have continued to devour them until now, regardless of where life took me along the way.