My Experience Of Reading

My Personal Experience of Reading C. S. Lewis once said “You can never get a cup of tea large enough or a book long enough to suit me”, which is extremely similar to my personal outlook. Novels have given me an extensive amount of rewards over the years. The knowledge reading has given me has been extensive; additionally, literature has been nothing but a boon to me. I have always considered myself a rather advanced reader, and having the skill of advanced comprehension while reading has been an

My first experience with reading is when my mom taught me, I was about 4 and I read Junie B Jones. It was very hard for me to remember what letters made what sounds at first, but after that I was reading at a fluent pace (For a 4 year old). About a year later I was in kindergarten and they were teaching us how to read, I felt like God because I was better than everyone else because I already knew how until this one kid told me he knew how to. Then it became a competition to see who could read the

In the topic of reading, I see myself as someone who has the ability and potential to become a great reader but, has trouble settling on a book that I find enjoyable. Recently I do feel that I have been improving but, in the past, my history with reading was not the greatest. Unfortunately, I still cannot say reading is a hobby of mine but, I hope that in the upcoming years that will change. In my younger years, my experience with reading was that the teacher would assign the class a specific book

foundation in the reading and writing basics from the time I was three years old. The biggest motivator I had during my reading experience was my mother. My mom played a humongous role in teaching me the necessary materials to use on my reading journey. Her main goal was making sure that I became exposed to the concepts of reading and writing before I entered school. Although reading and writing were taught in my early school years, my knowledge base and love of these subject areas comes from my mother. Thus

One of my early literacy experiences was going to church and listen to bible stories. These stories were based of how this world was created. This is also a great thing because it taught me how to treat others with kindness. This made me want to learn more about God and motivated me to read so I would have the confidence to read on my own. My all time favorite books from Kindergarten to second grade were Dr. Seuss books. Those books were useful for beginner books. Then came my years my mind were

eighteen months of my life on oxygen and medical monitors at the hospital and at home. So, my mother would read to me calming me down. Throughout my early childhood, my first experience of reading material was; “The Magic School Bus” series, “Thomas the Train” and other material relating to transportation. This was the beginning of a long drawn-out journey as I grew, which inspired me in my self-discovery of how I felt about literature. As I age, I seldom read for pleasure on my time, as it was

The first time I ever fell in love with reading was when I was 10 years old. I feel like that maybe a little late in the game, but my parents never really read to my sister and me while we were growing up. I never truly had that, "wow" moment with a book just yet. My father was in the Army and was deployed a lot and my mom worked or tried to stay busy so she would not miss him. Reading wasn't on the top of their to do list and at the time, it wasn’t on the top of mine. We were busy exploring new

Laying on my comfortable bed under my warm covers with a chapter book in front of my face, I turned to the last page. “It was a suc-cess-ful successful day,” read the final line in the book. My heart began to race as my eyes grew wide like an owl’s. Had I really just read a whole chapter book by myself? I sprung out of my bed and ran to go tell my mom. “Mommy, I just finished reading a chapter book all by myself!” I exclaimed with a wide smile plastered on my face. “I’m so proud of you!” my mother responded

the reading and writing basics from the time I was three years old. The biggest motivator I had during my reading experience was my mother. My mom played a humongous role in teaching me the necessary materials to use along my reading journey. Her main goal was making sure that I was exposed to the concepts of reading and writing before I entered school. Although reading and writing was taught in my early school years, my knowledge base in these areas come from my mother. Therefore I credit my mother

younger, I hated reading, because I was too slow and never good at it. As I would look at some of my classmates, I noticed how fast they were at the reading and how easily they understood the reading. I remember thinking to myself that I wanted to be a good reader like them one day. At the time, of my fifth grade self I was not an avid reader; it wasn’t until the book Marley and Me that changed my perspective. Ever since I was a little girl I had a very hard time with reading. My mom would beg me