As I’ve developed to become the young lady I am today, I don’t remember a time in which reading was enforced. Maybe only once or twice my parents would make me read out of the Spanish newspaper but that was it. I grew up to be in 3rd grade when I told my neighbor about the trouble I was having with reading in class. She then suggested that I read to her every day after school. That’s when I learned how to be expressive in my reading with getting out of the habit of skipping the crucial period pauses and taking my time without being so monotone.
“Try to read each sentence while you know that it’s going to end eventually. It’s okay to pause in a story.” Mrs. Beverly explained. “Now, continue reading while applying what I told you.”
“Okay.”
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Beverly’s house for the longest time every day after school. During the summer when it felt like just simply walking across the street I could pass out of dehydration. During the fall when the weather was just right and I could feel the golden leaves crunching underneath my size four kid shoes. During the winter when she didn’t turn on her heater and left the door open as I held the book with my shivering little hands. Finally, during the spring when my birthday came around and I still nonetheless walked myself across the street with the green leaves of the trees blowing against the cool air. She had so much patience with me and supported me throughout all of that time. I vaguely remember reading all kinds of books to her but never completing a single book. All she did was sit there looking at the ground and occasionally throwing out some constructive …show more content…
In this competition, you had to read multiple books and only had a certain time period to read the books. I met so many people who were far smarter and better at reading than me, but this didn’t keep me from participating. I showed up to every competition and so did Mrs. Beverly. She supported me unconditionally in the middle of the intimidating audience. What caught my attention for books was the thickness of them. I loved turning them over in my hands and flipping through the pages. I loved carrying them to recess and having conversations with people about them. Somehow it was the easiest way that I could connect with people. To this day, if I find someone reading a book or considering checking it out of the library I don’t hesitate on filling in my own opinion of the book. I remember every time I discovered the meaning of a word I would feel so enlightened and powerful that every time I stumbled upon another sentence with the same word I would feel satisfied in my learning. Knowing the meaning of words opened so many doors for
My appreciation for literature has grown ever since I learned how to read and I received my very own library card. When I hold the library card in my hand for the first time, I felt excitement and joy. Reading has always been a part of me and it
My journey through reading and writing started once I started school. I don’t remember the early years but they laid down a foundation for me. It got me to where I am today. I love reading for pleasure but I want to be more open to different types of genres. I’m not the best writer but I try my best to write well. I have a strong approach to writing an essay but when it comes to actually writing, I don’t feel too confident. I hope that this year will help me become a better reader and writer.
In 4th and 5th grade the teacher started putting us into different reading levels and because I didn’t take reading seriously, my first reading levels were low. While reading in class I started noticing that there were some books that I didn’t enjoy reading. That was when I started recognizing the different types of books there were in the classroom. When I picking up a book there are some things I look for before reading it. I enjoy reading mystery books because they make me want to predict what is going to happen next and make me want to continue reading to see if what I predicted was right. I also like to read reviews about the books online. I tend to read books that other people think are great. Therefore depending if someone likes the book or not usually influences me to either pick up that book or put it
Hey I’m gonna tell you how I learned how to read. Reading is an important part of life. If you can’t read you will not be able to communicate with other people online. I learned how to read from my mother she read a book to me every day. I haven't read any since second grade, but now I’m a sophomore and I think it’s fun to read. I’m reading the best book in the world called “Soul Eater”.
As I’ve grown up I don’t remember a time in which reading was enforced. Maybe only once or twice my parents would make me read the Spanish newspaper but that was it. I grew up to be in 3rd grade when my neighbor suggested that I read to her every day after school. That’s when I learned how to be expressive in my reading. Getting out of the habit of skipping the crucial period pauses and taking my time without being so monotone.
At Greenwood elementary we would have annual book fairs and as a kid I would be so excited. I would have to say that third through seventh grade I would read this series of a book called Diary Of A Wimpy Kid. Its was one of my favorite books to read. I would read those books over and over again. In the tenth grade English class I came across this book called Bud Not Buddy by Christopher Paul Curtis. I would read that book all day and night. I found that book very interesting for some very odd reason. My senior year in high school I would read books about famous people in American history. For example I would read about of documentaries on President Barack Obama due to the fact that I wanted to learn more about the President of the United States. Another person I enjoyed reading about is Michael Jordan. As a kid I would look up to him as positive role model. When I was younger I had a dream of going to the NBA and playing with the
My earliest memories of reading and writing are fond ones. However, before I could read, my parents read to me regularly. They were the type of parents that read the Bible out loud to me every night, right before I went to bed. Day after day they would sit me and my sisters down, instructing us on different verses in the Bible. I was so amazed by all the different stories and adventures. I decided that I wanted to start reading on my own, so that I could receive the personal satisfaction of completing a book all by myself.
Thinking back on your life, and all the books you have ever read can be overwhelming. Most people have read over hundreds of books and everyone has a different opinion on reading and a different story of why or why they do not read. For me my reading life has been different from most of my friends. From my earliest experiences to now there has been a huge change in how I read and what I think of it.
I remember myself sitting near a little block with letters and my mother teaching me the name of each of them. She starts to sing me a song to help me to memorize the alphabet. It is so funny singing the ABC song. At that instant, the door opens, and my father enters the room. That is the first thing carved in my memory, and each time when I think about it, I conclude that we are the best family in the world.
My name is Tiffany Amber Deramos. I live in Queens, New York, and am in 5th Grade. I was born on a warm and sunny day, so I am told, on March 26, 2002 at the Columbia Presbyterian Hospital in Manhattan. I started going to school when I was six-years old. I went to Kindergarten through Fifth Grade at PS/IS268Q Elementary. I won an award for honors for all for terms and an award for perfect attendance. School is very important to me and I like my teachers and the subjects we study. I study a lot because I do not have many friends outside of school.
My life has always been about packing bags, looking at new homes, and suffering through the anxiety of fitting in and making new friends. At this point in my life, staying in one place would be a change for me. The one thing I can always count on being different is the people I meet along the way. I can’t complain though, my life has been enriched with different cultures, exploring different states, and meeting new people. However, there were a lot of bumps in the road.
As a kid, I was always extremely talkative. So talkative that teachers would get on to me. Teachers would say so many different things to me, but I never let it bother me. The most common thing they would say would be like,”Kate, quit talking and go move to a different seat.”
As a normal, white male, there aren’t any sappy stories I have to tell. Instead, I can tell you about the amazing things I have been able to experience and how they have shaped me as a person. I have been given the most incredible opportunities through my parents and my school systems growing up, and I hope that I can go and make the best of the things they have given me.
I have been reading as long as I can remember. When I was younger, I didn’t have anything to do except read books and play with my brother, who was two years younger than me. Some of my fondest memories are of days spent at the library, piling books into baskets to take home and read over and over again. In kindergarten, we spent many minutes of the day reading. Finally, in seventh grade, all of my hard work paid off. It all started with Nurse Nancy, the first book I learned how to “read”.
I’ve spent over half my life moving back to back from one state to another. I was born in Omaha, Nebraska, and after that my parents moved to Iowa, but my earliest memories are from the couple years we spent in Colorado. I remember going to Preschool at a school called Legacy Lion, I remember finding out I was going to have little brothers and how excited I was that they were twins. The day they came home was they day I got my lifelong best friends. I don’t remember the day we left nor do I remember much of the drive, but we ended up moving to Arizona.