My reading is a different type of reading, with that said I am a different type of reader. As a junior in highschool I started the Rot & Ruin series by Jonathan Maberry. That is a series that sparked the inner reader inside me. I moved my reading level up all through the year and finally finished the year with a 11.8 reading level, as a junior I was pleased with that reading score. I came into senior year working on the third book in the Rot & Ruin series, Flesh & Bone. After that book we started book clubs; I read Sarah’s Key by Tatiana De Rosnay. I didn’t enjoy that book, although it challenged my reading skills. In the book Tatiana De Rosnay had the book bounce around between two different characters. That made the book hard to follow, although I feel the book helped me open up and focus more on the reading. After book clubs came to a conclusion we started in on the adventurous love mess, Frankenstein by Mary Shelley. This challenging read provoked me to read harder; I took my resources and studied, I tried to get better. Mary Shelley had themes throughout this book, the themes had me really thinking about the text. Pressing forward to the end of first semester and the middle of my Senior year, I now can say I read at a 12.9 level. I am beyond …show more content…
I believe if I stay constant with my reading and focus on the text I can achieve my goal. I want to finish my senior year strong and have something to brag about. I plan to continue bettering my reading and comprehension skills. My future career plan involves being a good competent reader. If I can simply maintain my reading level throughout the remainder of my senior year that will set me up for success in my career right after highschool. Outside of my career in my everyday life outside of school, going into my adulthood, reading will become an important aspect of my life and the lifestyle I
My experiences as a writer have been both very engrossing and strenuous. I have learned a great quantity on both reading and writing, though, I continue to struggle on things that I have learned by this time, making the same mistakes that I do not even realize. Sometimes things are not so easy to understand when reading information, especially if the wording of an article is difficult for example. I love the idea of learning new things everyday. These past years as a writer have been very interesting, and I have learned and grasped many concepts I have been taught along the way.
Throughout the conversation, Susan did not inform me that the home was still in First Look and not open to investors at this time. Susan did not highlight any features of the home, nor did she talk about the neighborhood or the surrounding area. When asked, Susan paused to reference the property file and stated, "In looking at the pictures it appears that it needs interior paint, carpet, appliances, and a few windows, which the previous seller must have taken." She stated, "I don't know why they have to remove things from the homes." I asked, "Do you have offers?" She paused to check the property file and answered, "No offers." I asked, "Is the property behind the home farmland?" She paused to reference the property file and replied, "It appears
First off, I don’t agree with my reading score because it is too low and I know I read and have a better knowledge than an 8th grader which upsets me, but I think I know why i got this score. I earned it more than likely because when I took the test, I didn’t pay much attention and care about it so I just guessed answers and didn’t put my whole thinking into the test. I’m not going to be despondent with the grade because I know I can read better. In retrospect I know if I tried my complete best I’d get a higher level score. Furthermore, depending, on the book I’m reading I tend to like reading if it has my complete interest. I don’t think I need to improve my reading abilities because I’m already a solid reader, because I feel accomplished
I believe in reading. Quite a daring statement in a world in which not as many people read for enjoyment. But, reading for me has been a life long journey of pure excitement.
My initial perceptions about the students of St. Angela were very stereotypical. Honestly, I expected those students to come from single parent backgrounds and come from a low income household. I expected to deal with students who live life in a survival type of manner. What I mean by survival type of manner is for one to be on defense seeing the type of the children are from the Austin area. Walking in to St. Angela I expected to deal with kids that didn’t listen and know respect for authority. I expected this due to my upbringing in the same neighborhood.
Home is the beginning of one’s book. It is where your story begins, forms its characters, shows its purpose, and reveals its ora. This is how mine is written. Home is on the buzzing highway down a bumpy gravel road. It’s Brandon, Mississippi. It is the only home I’ve ever known. Home is the smell of homemade biscuits and tomato gravy on Saturday mornings. It is “Bless Your Heart” and “Yes Mam” and “No Sir”. The little bedroom in the back of a grey double-wide where Carrie Underwood songs played and where I learned to curl my hair and put on mascara. My cousins and I running around with mason jars, chasing the lightning bugs. Bar-B-q on the back porch and never meeting a stranger. It is the morals learned and the identity
As a reader on a scale from 1 to 10, I rate myself a 5 because I rarely read. The last time I read a full novel was in January 2015. In class, if I am told to read, I try to only read the parts I require or is the answer. On very rare occasions, I do read news articles, but usually only a few parts or lines of it. I usually try to watch the news rather than read it which doesn’t benefit me as a reader since I have a little to no want in reading. I probably have to learn quite a bit more than just how to be a great reader but perhaps actually how to read.
Growing up with a mother who worked first shift, a father who worked third shift, and a brother nine months older than me, I had literally no one to teach me how to read. I would sit in the middle of the living room floor and hold a book upside down and pretend to read. I had no idea what was actually on the page but from the picture I was pretty spot on. I would read anything with pictures on it. My first reading encounter did not start off in an academic setting.
I have been reading and writing for as long as I can remember. I always enjoyed reading and writing stories, even when I wasn’t in school. While reading had never been much of a struggle, I always had a hard time writing my thoughts down on paper the way that I wanted. The earliest recollections I have of myself learning to read is when I was about five years old. My mother wasn’t there when I started to learn how to read. She was deployed in Iraq at the time and I would read to her over the phone every time I got the chance. Another memory I have of my road to literacy is when I was in the first grade. Once or twice a week, we would take out our writing notebooks and write about whatever we wanted. I would usually write about what I did
I’m not really a big fan of reading or writing because of past experience.When I was in elementary school i never really was told to read much so i never decided to do it because I wasn’t told to.I always thought it was boring so from me not reading or trying not to read it started to affect me my 8th grade year i was put in read 180 for low SRI scores I was in there for two years I got out of there my 10th grade year but I still don’t think I improved on my reading at all. Then my sophomore year I was starting to get the hang of it but then I switch schools so it got harder for me and I started scoring low on tests. ELA is probably a really hard class for me each year and it seem like it get harder and harder each year.I have never scored proficient or advanced on star testing or anything. But I have never failed a ELA class I have always passed with a D so I know I have the ability of improving in that subject.My teachers have worked with me each year its like I dont understand what goes on I could read a story and at the end still not understand what i just read.Im thinking its a personal problem but i have to fix because its going to affect me in my futre with the career field I want to be in. I think I am and want to improve in ELA.
The day began like any other: the sun’s high in the sky, white fluffy clouds dot the horizon; dogs barking – murder!
Ever since elementary school I’ve always been an avid reader. My favorite genre was always fantasy or medieval. Knights, wizards and dragons have always captivated my mind as a child, and I still really enjoy that genre of books very much today. My comprehension was very good as well. In 7th grade my reading comprehension was above high school level already, but I’m not sure how accurate it was because I still had a hard time reading some novels in the later years of high school. My love for reading really died down around middle school because I started having less free time and had other things to occupy my time, like using the computer or playing video games. But coming out of high school I started reading a lot more and not in the traditional
In my year as a freshman I read four books, Wake, Fade, and Gone by Lisa McMann, and Numbers by Rachel Ward. I have never been into reading, but this year I decided to actually start reading. My original goal was at least 2 books, but then I just kept on reading. Last year I would just fall asleep during SSR time, but this year I actually stayed awake and read a lot more than I have before. Also, I tried looking for books that I would be interested in, and apparently I like supernatural, mystery sort of books. I never knew that I would be interested in those types of books, but apparently I am. My mom is also way into reading, so she helped me a lot with reading almost everyday. Because of finding books I actually enjoyed reading, and my mom helping me keep reading, I achieved my goal of reading four books this
Forward to the future, I feel that reading is a valued asset to do to gain knowledge, but I do not read unless I am required to do so. I know that it is a bad quality to have when being a student, but I do not like to read. So I do not read for pleasure, anymore, but I do read for academic purposes, which is essential for a student. What I find most difficult in reading is being interested in the author’s subject or the message the author is trying to convey. Although, some authors do stretch out their point/content as a creative style and/or to create suspense for the reader the reading tends to lose its appeal. Whether it may be long syntax or just how long the book or text is can lose my interest. The style of the reading that I’m, mainly, required to read gets too boring for me.
I have always been an avid reader; from the point I could read all the way up into my teenage years. My reading level was always higher than my classmates. I enjoyed reading, I loved the way the words could take me away from what was going on in my life. If I was having a bad day, I could read a story that would lift my spirits. I knew that reading was helping me in school, it made me more confident in my abilities. I was comfortable reading aloud in class because I knew that I wouldn’t stumble over words and embarrass myself. I was always a great student, never had a bad grade in my life. I never had to work very hard to get good grades. This all changed on October 18th 2014.