My Personal Writing : My First Memories Of Writing

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“I don't know what I want to be when I grow up.” Nearly everyone has heard if not said this statement themselves at some point. My passion so far has been purely STEM, science, technology, engineering, and math, and if I don't grow up to be an engineer I will be very surprised. I have always had more of an interest in building than writing. Why waste the time writing about something when I can just do an experiment or build the machine? And while STEM and reading are subjects that I have always enjoyed, my opinion on writing has improved as I have come to realize that writing is the bridge between technical ideas and deep understanding. First impressions generally determine one’s opinion of people, things and experiences. I believe this happened with me and books. My first memories of reading are positive and consequently, I thoroughly enjoy reading to this day. Every summer that I can recall, my family has taken a road trip to Montana. It takes three long boring days in the cab of an overcrowded truck for us to reach our destination. And as weird as it may seem, I was first exposed to chapter books on one of these trips. One day I noticed that my mother was reading a book. Out of partial curiosity, but mainly boredom, I asked her what it was, and she told me it was a book about this boy named Harry Potter, and then followed this answer with a question. “Do you want me to read it aloud to you?” This question changed car trips forever. Instead of a tedious task that was

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