My Favorite Reading Essay

Twelve jurors come in to a stuffy, hot, jury room after listening to a very long trial about a 17 year old boy that is being tried for murder They make small talk before actually discussing the case, one juror mentions how hot it is and another makes a comment on how she never would have known that if she hadn’t told her, which is a very rude sarcastic comment. After the first vote we immediately we see the juror who is in “left field”, being the only one in the room who votes not guilty. We see that throughout the next couple lines that juror number 3 is the exact opposite of juror 8, they are both very confident in their opinion but differ in how they express it. Juror 8 doesn’t want to send a boy off to die without talking about it first. They proceed to bring

Before I began elementary school, I enjoyed reading picture books, the touch and feel books and pop-up books. I loved the author Dr. Suess, because he was funny and because I loved the rhyming he did in his writing. I can remember before bed, my mom or dad would read to me until I got old enough to read myself. My mom has always enjoyed reading, if she is not reading a book, then she is reading a recipe or a magazine. My dad on the other hand, I have only seen him read one book, besides reading manuals for his tools. Reading was not a big deal in my house, all of us kids were told that we needed to read, but they did not force us to read. This brings me to Richard Rodriguez’s essay, in his household reading was not as important, but once he got to school, he realized that reading is one of the main activities. I can relate to Rodriguez because in either one of our households we weren’t told that we had to read before we did something else. Once I got to elementary school is when I realized that reading was not for me. Before school, I enjoyed reading, then once I began elementary school, I was forced to read, take tests over books, and read out loud in front of the class which made reading a chore.

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

Recently I’ve learned that reading is a crucial part of life. Reading allows you to go on unbelievable adventures that you could only dream about. Bryce Shoemaker, author of “The Not So Lonely Good Company of Books” and Richard Rodriguez, author of “The Lonely, Good Company of Books” write about their experience with reading and writing the way they’ve surpassed their struggles. I personally can relate to both of their experiences with having a difficult time reading at a young age. Despite the fact that both of the authors had the opportunity to have a special teacher help him during school and I did not, we still had other common similarities. Having the resources such plenty of books at home and someone to encourage you to read on your own time such as a parent does not

Scary literature is powerful in the sense that it can cause readers to be on the edge of their seats, keep them up all night, and leave them even more attracted to the allure of fear. In Edgar Allan Poe’s Gothic short story, “The Fall of the House of Usher,” a man visits his mentally-ill old friend, Roderick Usher, and experiences unordinary events following the death of Usher’s twin sister Madeline. Another spine-tingling short story is “House Taken Over” by Julio Cortazar, which falls into the category of Magical Realism and is about a pair of siblings who are driven out of their grand home after a mysterious entity takes control over it. The genres and settings of “The Fall of the House of Usher” and “House Taken Over” share several of the same elements but also differ in numerous ways.

My reading experience has had a lot of ups and downs. I was never an over-achiever in my language arts or reading classes, which has affected my passion for reading. A lot of my opinions about reading have changed even just since this summer. I don’t have any recollection of reading before kindergarten except for learning the letters. Kindergarten was a struggle for me, but after kindergarten to third grade. In third grade I peaked and absolutely loved reading and writing, but it faded in middle school and has been fading since then for me.

My love of reading blossomed when I was a child, because my parents showed me how wonderful reading is. There were countless nights when I remember myself as a little girl refusing to go to sleep before ‘tucking dad into bed’ by reading him a picture book. Not only did I uphold that tradition though, but my mother is a preschool teacher, so she gets really into reading out loud, and she would help me read books such as The Boxcar Children set, The Secret of NIMH and The Chronicles of Narnia weekly until I didn’t need help anymore.

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

Ever since I was younger I have always tried staying away from reading. The only person in my family that likes to read is my mom; however, she does not read often. Once she picks up a book, she cannot put it down. My dad on the other hand, never picks up a book. He and I are one in the same; we do not like reading because we have a hard time comprehending what we read. My brother also does not like to read. He does not like reading because he has a learning disability. My mom always had an extremely tough time getting him to read. Overall, my literacy experiences at home are few and far between.

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!

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

When I was a younger I don’t remember if I was read to or not, but I read a lot of books. I enjoy reading books because they allow me to reach new heights in my imagination. At my age many kids say that reading is boring and is for losers. I think it’s cool to read and will continue to read throughout my life. I have read many different types of books from fiction to biographies. The longest book I ever read was a book called Dragon Rider by Cornella Funke. It was five hundred and thirty five pages! When it comes to reading I am a superstar! When I’m reading I am able to get a moral lesson from what I read, so it ends up helping me in the long run of my life

At this point in my life, reading would definitely not make a list of my favorite things to do, but this wasn’t always the case. Some of my youngest memories involve reading, and many of these memories are enjoyable. Every night before bed my mom would read to me, and I remember begging to read just one more before she tucked me in almost every night. This is when my love for reading sparked. Throughout grade school, I continued to read frequently and never found it to be a chore; however, once middle school hit I no longer included reading as a past time or found it pleasurable. Looking back now I realize this was when English class included more forced literature, and school consisted of reading extensive pages in textbooks. Reading

1. Are you at all familiar with the King Arthur legend? List any examples, whether from movies, books, video games, etc., of how you know about the King Arthur legend.

My favorite book is The Kite Runner by Khaled Housseini. The Kite Runner is the story of two boys, Amir and Hassan in Afghanistan as the country is sent into increasing turmoil by a plethora of political events, ranging from the fall of the monarchy, the takeover of the Soviet Union, the ensuing war between Afghanistan and the Soviet Union, and the rise of the Taliban. Amir is the son of a wealthy man, Baba and is a part of the ethno-religious majority; Hassan is the son of Amir’s father’s servant, and is a part of the ethno-religious minority. Their friendship is imperfect and often one-sided, with Hassan repeatedly defending and fighting for Amir, who not only fails to do the same, but also resents Hassan for issues in his own life, including his strained relationship with his father. Amir’s cowardice and struggles as a friend are highlighted when he fails to intervene as his friend is raped by Assef, an older, wealthy boy with Nazi sympathies. Eventually, Amir comes to feel deep guilt regarding his imperfect friendship with Hassan, and through this guilt he pushes Hassan away. However, even when Hassan is gone, and even when Amir and his father are forced to flee to the United States as refugees, the guilt of how he failed his friend still plagues him. He does, however, get the opportunity to redeem himself and to help Hassan. Many years later, after Baba dies, Amir is sent to right the wrongs of his father (and through this also the wrongs of himself) by meeting with his