Reading Narrative : I Hate Reading

I never liked reading in school early on.The books w were asked to read never interested me and i thought they were boring.One thing in school my teachers would do is make us read aloud or tell what the story was about and i hated doing both because i was always nervous to do so.Sometimes i would cram as much stuff as i knew about the book or story and try to talk fast to get it over with.

I read about the average amount of books anybody in elementary school read because we all went to the library together and got our two books at the same time. However, even when I could read I still absolutely loathed the timed reading tests we had to take. Reading comprehension has never been a strong topic for me, and after reading a passage as fast as I could, it was extremely difficult to answer questions about the story. This would have been a great skill to learn for my ACT though, and I wish I was better at

As a child, I read non-stop. I used to spend entire nights reading, so much so that by the age of 9, I had developed grey circles under my eyes, which I wore like a badge. In school, I would use every free second I had to get just a little closer to finishing whatever book I had on hand. Ms. Carpenter, who always seemed as though she didn’t like teaching very much, frequently yelled at me for keeping my books on my desk so I could get to them quicker whenever I finished my classwork. She insisted that they were a distraction. But I always had a book to read, because every Friday each class walked in a neat line

Although I have not appreciated writing like I should, it has increased my knowledge on many subjects. From reading vivid stories to reading elaborative articles on difficult subjects, I've developed the skills necessary to understand at least the minimum that is required to continue through the subject. Because of this, I appreciate what I've learned from reading and writing countless short stories, elaborative essays, and reading books on subjects I am interested in.

“What is a literacy narrative?” A literacy narrative expressed in many different types of writing, whether you’re writing about a life changing experience or even a reflection on a book you have just indulged your mind into, in which now you have to express how you interpreted it in your own way. We don’t realize that while we in the mist of writing a paper or even in a journal that at first it may seem like we’re just putting a bunch of useless words on a paper or even a screen, but instead we lose ourselves in our thoughts that we probably didn’t realize we had in the first place.

I must admit when I read the first paragraph of Too Dumb for Complex Texts I laughed. I smirked and laughed causing the people in the store to look at me, a person behind the counter in a strange way. Brushing it off I went back to reading. The results of the placement test were not all too surprising. The quote, “Chances they would fail … they didn’t have the knowledge and skills to tackle readings, tests, and papers at the next level”, did not surprise me in anyway what so ever. I am a senior and I know full well I am NOT READY FOR COLLEGE. I am horrible at grammar, I am unbelievably stupid in math, and in history I can only remember wars and how people died. About 1/4th of the kids I know are ready for college. It’s a nightmare to learn

Which I was shocked because I never wanted to read one whole book in my life. So back to the library I went to get my second book, and then read that before anyone else finished their first book of the year. Looking back to those books some of those are the best books I have ever read to this day. Right after school I would rush as quickly as I could to the front office and laid on the ground reading until my mom got off work, then reading on the bumpy car ride home, after dinner and right before bed. Sometimes, when I was really close to finishing a book I would even stay up super late to finish and use a flashlight as my light so my mom wouldn’t see my bedroom light on and know I was up past my bedtime, just so the first thing I said to my teacher the next day was that I finished another book, and of course I said it loud enough so the whole class heard me. They were so shocked that I read so much in so little time. I was on a roll and I didn’t want to stop. I had read more books than anyone else in my class and even in my entire

In my middle school we had a 20 minute period right before lunch called Project REAL, I don’t remember what REAL stood for, all I remember is that the R stood for read, in these 20 minutes we would be forced to read a book, we all hated it. In 6th grade my homeroom teacher would always be on the computer, usually shopping, her back would be turned, so she couldn’t see what we were doing, so we would spend the majority of the period flinging papers across the room, passing messages, and playing tic-tac-toe. If we glanced at her turning around even a little bit we would dig our faces into the book in front of us that we’ve “been reading” for the past 6 months. However this all changed during 7th grade. In 7th grade my homeroom teacher was an English teacher, so we wouldn’t be able to fool around. In the beginning of the year I really didn’t find interest in any books, I never really liked reading, so I asked my teacher to give a suggestion. She suggested the book, The Absolutely True Diary of a Part Time Indian by Sherman Alexie, this book completely changed my perspective on the English language.

Think back to that first magical moment where someone bought the story alive for you as a child. I can remember the first time my mother read to me a bedtime story before bed. That magical moment happened for me when she started to read and all of a sudden it was like the characters literally lifted off the page. The story almost became like a movie that she had let me watch that night before I went to bed. A magician is what she was to be able to make a book come to life right before my eyes. I couldn’t wait until I possessed the same magical powers. However, how surprised I was to find out that my journey to read would not be so smooth or quick as I thought. While

In my experience, reading has more often than not, been a two-sided prospect. There are times in which I enjoy reading; however, there are also moments in which I form enmity towards it. For instance, during my sophomore and junior years of high school, Charles Dickens’ A Tale of Two Cities and F. Scott Fitzgerald’s The Great Gatsby were assigned; these particular books left quite the positive impression. On the other hand, literature such as the memoir Night by Elie Wiesel did not seem to leave the same feeling; in some ways, Wiesel’s memoir intensified my distaste for reading.

Daydreaming and starring into space as everybody would read their part of the story, and I nervously bit my finger nails until it was my turn. When I was younger and each person in class had class had to read aloud I was embarrassed and nervous because I would start to stutter. Another problem that I had was comprehending what I was reading and till this day I still sometimes have that problem. I think that if I was to read every day on my free time, I will probably overcome my reading obstacles. Also I think that when we are required to read certain books in school they should not only be school appropriate but they should be something majority of the students enjoy reading and that will catch our

Isn’t it awful being forced to read long, drawn-out books in school, only to find that they’re boring and irrelevant? Most teenagers, including myself, can relate that when it comes to forced reading in teen literature, most of the books are more of a burden than enjoyable. When in the process of reading unwanted books, it’s almost as if instead of appreciating and grasping the author’s writing, we’re skimming through as fast as possible in order to get an A. Personally, I felt like in school there were lists after lists of tiresome stories that weren’t any fun to read, that was, until I read Harper Lee’s most famous book. Deserving all the hype it gets, To Kill a Mockingbird is a heartfelt text about a young girl’s childhood who, at only six

Too slow. Can’t keep up. Only 12 pages, did you give up? First grade is when the torture began, and when I mean torture, I mean reading logs. Reading logs were my biggest nightmare; my teacher would make me read for a certain amount of time and I would have to have my parents sign off saying that I actually read. In the beginning, I didn’t mind reading, I had enjoyed it in the past when my dad would read me a daily story before I went to bed. When I had to keep reading everyday for at least twenty minutes, I became tired of it really fast, and I began to dread it. I would push it off everyday until I went to bed as if hoping if I didn’t do it before bed then, I wouldn’t have to do it at all, but it never vanished. I typically enjoyed the books

My first impressions of the chapter was about the same I felt about the previous chapter. How smart readers think? My first thought was, who has the ultimate authority to explain how smart reader think. I believe that there are particular mechanism that every does to understand and comprehend but to tell me how start reader think makes me feel like I have no idea on the topic myself as an educator. Then I started to think how is this possible for surveyor to find out how smart reader think. What I want to know from reading the chapter is how they are going to interpret smart reader from the others when it is hard to already applicably definitively ask the questions of what make a reader smart. The girl on the first page of the chapter is holding

Children who grow up in poverty sometimes have more trouble with literacy and can detect it early. “Differences in literacy and cognitive skills between children in low-income families and their better-off counterparts are already apparent by age three, or perhaps even earlier” (Brooks pg. 4). This may cause problems for the child in the long run, such as also living in poverty when the become an adult.