Reflection About Reading

Thanks to hours and hours of bedtime stories, I was able to read from the age of 3. In kindergarten I read to my classmates, and by second grade I was reading series like The Boxcar Children and Trixie Belden. Books allowed me to get lost in other worlds full of adventure and excitement. My love for what words can do has extended through high school. I pride myself on my book collection, anything from Hunger Games to The Picture of Dorian Gray. I’ve continued to read all the way through high school, some books four or five times because I love them so much.

As I look back on my childhood, I don’t remember a time when I wasn’t fond of reading. I love the way a good book just draws you in and it is almost impossible to set it down because you want to know what happens next! Looking back to my earliest moments I can always remember my mom and grandma always reading me books for hours and hours at a time. My favorite saying when I was younger was, “just read one more!” I couldn’t go to sleep without my mom at least reading me five books! My favorite was “The Little Mermaid” but I loved all of the princess books and I had possibly every one you could think of!

One of my favorite and earliest memories of reading, is when my mom used to read to my little brother and I before bedtime when we were very young. My absolute favorite was Bears in the Night by Stan and Jan Bernstein. Eventually when I got older, a book a night was not satisfying me. Soon I read all the books on the book shelf. Spending hours in my room reading was my idea of “fun”. Going back to elementary school, I would check out about

As a six-month-old baby books had opened up a whole entire new world of experience for me. My inspiration to learn how to read and write was encouraged by my Mother and Grandmother. This is because they read out loud to me before bed occasionally and gave me the best time of my life by introducing me to a library. By two years of age I developed speech and other communication skills. This helped me understand and develop a favorite book, “PJ Funny Bunny,” and I would stare at the pages pretending I was reading them. I would continually pretend to read with other Dr. Seuss books, Smurf pop-up books (I imagined I was a part of these for hours), sniff & scratches, and sensory books. I had just begun

Before I began elementary school, I enjoyed reading picture books, the touch and feel books and pop-up books. I loved the author Dr. Suess, because he was funny and because I loved the rhyming he did in his writing. I can remember before bed, my mom or dad would read to me until I got old enough to read myself. My mom has always enjoyed reading, if she is not reading a book, then she is reading a recipe or a magazine. My dad on the other hand, I have only seen him read one book, besides reading manuals for his tools. Reading was not a big deal in my house, all of us kids were told that we needed to read, but they did not force us to read. This brings me to Richard Rodriguez’s essay, in his household reading was not as important, but once he got to school, he realized that reading is one of the main activities. I can relate to Rodriguez because in either one of our households we weren’t told that we had to read before we did something else. Once I got to elementary school is when I realized that reading was not for me. Before school, I enjoyed reading, then once I began elementary school, I was forced to read, take tests over books, and read out loud in front of the class which made reading a chore.

As a child, I loved books. I loved the stories and brightly colored pictures. Most of the books I read left me smiling every time I read them. Now, just seeing the cover of a book I had read when I was young brings back fond memories. Even though I struggled with reading a bit growing up, I don’t remember it hindering my appreciation for it. I remember being really excited when it was time for my mom to read to me every night before bed. I enjoyed Dr. Seuss, The Rainbow Fish, The Big Hungry Bear, Tikki Tikki Tembo, The Very Hungry Caterpillar, and many more (the list goes on and on). There were also several teachers I had that read to my classes on a daily basis. As I got into third and fourth grade, my teachers would start reading chapter

My love reading began somewhere around early kindergarten, when I discovered that I could read ‘Click Clack Moo, Cows that Type” flawlessly to my parents and brother. I read it every single night and made everyone listen (even the cat). Books helped me soar through elementary school. The stories allowed me to live life that didn't belong to me. It was

Reading has been one of my favorite hobbies since I was a little child. I grew up as a normal child should grow and eventually I had to start learning for me to fit in society. My literacy started many years ago, after I knew how to talk and communicate with people. Reading my alphabet was quite stressful and I had to be given a hand by my family members. I remember my parents reading with me and it was the most meaningful and memorable way to spend time with me. This is because I liked reading a lot and I was eager to learn so that I could fit in with my older siblings. My favorite books were storybooks taking about adventures and fairytales

I read many others books in elementary school. Reading was probably my favorite hobby, and it seemed very easy. At Clearview, we did Arty, and I read a lot of books for Arty. I had the highest score for Arty, and broke the school record. That was an awesome accomplishment, and I still have the little trophy I received. There was also a reading competition in fourth grade, and we received little plastic shapes to put on a dogtag necklace. I was awarded with the most tags, and a certificate for having the highest. Reading was a big part of my childhood, and I read many books other students could read proficiently. I always wanted to be able to read well, and impress people I cared about. I looked at reading in a positive way, and as something exciting. I think my early start to reading and experiences with reading as a small child really helped me appreciate books, and want to read more. It greatly affected my attitude towards reading. Reading was also my way to escape reality at times and have time for peace and relaxation. It still could be today, but I don’t have much time to

For as long as I can remember I have loved reading. When I was younger I would read just about anything I could get my hands on. Cereal boxes, shampoo bottles, just about anything. Reading was my favorite past time and no one was more thrilled than my parents, who took it upon themselves to brag to everyone that I loved to read. As I got older, however, I became less interested in reading. The books assigned to us in school were terribly boring and they successfully ruined reading for me. They made my once favorite pastime seem like a chore and I was convinced I would never love reading like I used to.

Writing has always been something I dread. It’s weird because I love talking and telling stories, but the moment I have to write it all down on paper, I become frantic. It’s almost as if a horse race just begun in my mind, with hundreds of horses, or words, running through my mind, unable to place them in chronological order. Because I struggle to form satisfying sentence structure, it takes me hours, sometimes even days, to write one paper. It’s not that I think I’m a “bad writer,” I just get discouraged easily. Needless to say, I don’t think highly of my writing skills. When I was little I loved to both read and write. I read just about any book I could get my hands on, and my journal was my go to for my daily adventures. Although it’s

As a child my three favorite books that I can remember were: The Giving Tree, Charlotte 's Web, and The Black Stallion. I could read those books time and time again, and yet they would never get old. Growing up reading was always encouraged especially in elementary. I loved going to the library, the feeling of excitement ran through my tiny body to see what new book I would pick out. Not only did I enjoy reading but I enjoyed the daily journal writings. We either had a specific topic or situation and we had have to elaborate on how we would approach such situation or we would just write about whatever we wanted. Fourth grade a joined a UIL section named “Reading”. The instructor would give you a poem to read and you would read it with expression. Literacy was a big deal elementary through middle school. There was huge emphasis on strategy to ensure that everyone was able to pass the TAKS tests. Although from elementary to middle school the importance of going to the library and checking out a book to read became less important. In middle school literacy revolved around learning strategies. So my interest for books decreased. In high school however summer reading became a part of my summers. I read two books my whole four years of high school The Life of Pi and Tortilla Flat. The other books just didn’t catch my interest or I just didn’t have time to read them. Honestly reading makes me sleepy now. The only reading I do now is just mainly school based. I really enjoy reading

My reading process overall is very strong and went smoothly. As I read I annotated the pages and this helped me stay more focused and connected with the reading. Today it was hard for me after I went to the bathroom and came back to the reading because I disconnected from the reading and had to try and dive straight back in. I also put my cell phone far away from me when I read or do homework so that I will not be tempted to look at the phone instead of completing my reading.

As I was growing up as a child I was the kid who really had a difficult time reading and writing. I didn’t like school that much I chose to play around majority of the class time. I honestly thought a child that I didn’t need it but that just being a kid. As I grew up more through elementary, middle school, and high school I really took a big step in my reading and writing. Reading was something I had to learn fast because I do have to read something every day. Growing up being who I am I always had very bad speech problems. Nobody could really understand everything I was saying, they always use to say speak slowly but being me, I speak very fast and still do till this day. I always got frustrated when someone would take notice of my wrongs. Always felt I was different but really, I just had to settle and relax. Just like a mellow soft pillow. Overtime I got better like riding a bike you never start off just riding you need training wheels starting off and you even go fall a couple time but you must get up and keep on moving. Of course, that was my hardest accomplishment because Jeremiah is still struggling with my speech and my reading & writing till this day. You can never get enough learning what my grandma always said. The best of best still being taught something new every day.

Literacy in my opinion is one of the most important and crucial things to learn. Literacy is how we communicate and understand each other. Without it, anything else we learn by observation or something hands on is only beneficial to a certain extent; you can only apply it so much and get so far. It opens doors to so many other things and sets a basis for you to understand other things more efficiently. You don’t need to need to read a book to know how to hold a spoon, you really don’t even need to be told how, but if you are literate you have a much more understanding mindset. It expands your comprehension and wonder. Instead of just knowing what you’re supposed to do, you understand the why aspect which allows you to be able to ask the