Personal Narrative: My Reading

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

up my lengthy, arduous, and ever-changing relationship with reading. "There is no such thing as a kid who hates reading. There are kids who love reading, and kids who are reading the wrong books." As I grow older, and come to appreciate the influence that words have over the human mind and soul, this quote resonates with me more deeply. The interpretation of words has had an immense impact over my life, and is something I will be forever indebted to. In order to truly and fully understand my history

I just don’t want to deal with my family about matters that we argue on. Sometimes, I just don’t want to deal with my friends after we had a rough conversation or something upsetting happened. Sometimes, I just don’t want to deal with anyone and anything. Sometimes, I just want a place I can escape to, where anything is possible, where I can be someone else and reading offers me that ability. I have loved reading, ever since I could learn how to read. I love reading because it is an escape from reality

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. My first memory of learning how to read began when I was about five in Sunday school before church service. My Sunday school teacher, Ms. Lucinda, read us a story from a pop out book at every session. She reached down and pulled out of her navy blue duffle bag a yellow, tall

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

My reading goal that I set for myself this quarter was to read fifteen minutes a day. This goal has challenged me, because it is really hard for me to have time in the day to read. Especially when I only have one study hall every other day at school, and I work three times during the week till ten at night. Even if it was a hard goal to achieve I successfully accomplished it. I have read a couple books within the weeks of this quarter. I have read my Sociology book and Spare Parts By: Joshua Davis

were peeking onto my plaid printed arm chair through the countless stained glass windows that consumed the room of my new house. I had finally decided to let my legs ease on the ottoman just in front of me after a long day of classes that it seemed inevitable I would fail. My brain screamed of exhaustion, but my eyes caught hold of the Purple Hibiscus book falling lifelessly out of my backpack across the room. I figured now would be a better time than ever to begin my english reading, so naturally,

In this essay, I will talk about my reading life when I was younger and how I am now. When I was a young kid my parents would read to me. When I was in grade school they told me that education can go farther than other stuff. Finally, when I have gotten older I have started to read less and less because I’m not very good at writing and reading. When I was a young kid My parents would read to me when I was going to bed. When they would do that I would like that because it would help me fall asleep

Jackson’s Journey 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”. First of all, My reading journey hasn’t been the best but here we go. I haven’t read a book

I have always excelled in academics, but my strongest point was reading, and comprehension. I loved to read as a child, and that has stayed with me throughout life. I’m happy that I had such a love for reading at a young age, as it has helped me immensely in my secondary education, and will probably expand into university too. When I was around five or six-years-old, my kindergarten teacher, I think her name was Mrs. Anderson gave each of the students in my kindergarten class a little four-page-printer-paper-stapled-with-two-staples