The Habits For Reading : The Importance Of Reading

I would check out books simply because we were told to, not because I was actually going to read and enjoy them. My interest in reading died down completely. It wasn’t that reading was difficult for me, I was just lazy and didn’t want to read. My STAR Reading test scores also started to go down hill. I never got a bad score, but I stopped getting the advanced scores that I used to get before. In middle school, we started to really focus on writing papers, which before, I felt that writing was my strong suit in English class because I have always had teachers tell me that I excelled at writing. I felt that way until I failed a paper we were assigned to write in 7th grade. I don’t remember much about the paper because I’ve tried to push it out of my memory as best as I could, but what I do remember is, it was a persuasive essay and apparently I didn’t do an amazing job at persuading my teacher it was good enough. Since failing what I thought was an essay deserving of an A, I became discouraged and uniterested in

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.

At this point in my life I find myself in an interesting predicament regarding my attitudes toward reading and writing; more so towards reading. Years ago I used to love reading books for pleasure but nowadays I find myself reading things that little to no effort to digest. This includes the very basic posts on facebook expressing one’s opinion on something or articles and threads on reddit discussing topics I find intriguing. Perhaps it’s the severe senioritis that has overcome me as I enter my last semester at Chapman University. As I’ve gotten lazier I can see it start to reflect in my everyday life. Deep down I still love to read but I rarely find myself getting truly invested into the action unless it relates to something I am very

If you couldn’t read or write, how would you tackle your daily life? Being literate is a crucial part of everyone’s life; reading and writing are essential for a person’s success. Every single day, it’s used, whether it’s for an Advanced Placement Language class or reading a billboard as you’re driving past. As a child, I grew up reading on a daily basis and I believe that I am as successful as I am on behalf of it. Countless memories have been created, thanks to the multiple books that have been read and the umpteen amount of papers that I’ve written. Throughout the numerous years of my education, my teachers and parents left a long lasting impact on my reading and writing skills.

When I was younger, I would read book after book. I would get through multiple series and have fun while doing so. Ever since I’ve gotten to know more about the internet, and since it has impacted my education, this has changed. We use technology to write papers, research topics, or to do our homework. But, while doing so, we tend to wander and do other things too, such as play games or go on social media. Ever since the internet and all that it has to offer has come into my life, my ability to read long books has changed. In junior year of high school I assigned to read 20 to 30 pages everyday out of my book for the AP U.S. History course I was taking. When I would sit down to read these set of pages every day, I would feel as if it were a chore, as if reading had now become a chore for me. In addition, my attention span while reading those pages would decrease the more I read. The further into the pages I got, the more distracted I got. The internet took a hold of me and has changed my way of thinking just like the millions of others that use

When I was in elementary school they had A.R. it was basically reading for points, and it was not a choice. I am also pretty sure it messed up reading for me for a long time, and then when I was in the 5th grade I found the Dear America Diaries. Dear America Diaries are a series of books told from the perspective of young girls in different time periods and different situations. My favorite Dear America Diary is A Coal Miner’s Bride, and it is about a young polish girl that has to leave Poland quickly with a Russian soldier that saves her from being attacked. I realized that I only liked to read books that I could put myself into, and books that open up new lives for my mind to explore. I continued to read only what I could put myself into

I struggled with reading as a child, my least favorite subjects. I was held back in the first grade, because, I couldn’t read as proficiently as my classmates and I believe this resulted in a dislike for reading in general. Lucky for me, my family always encouraged me to do my best, even if it

At the age of eight I was reading at a college level. I had no particular interest in any particular subject, yet I was reading books that no grade schooler would normally look at, let alone comprehend. Literary works ranging from alchemy, to zoology could be found piled floor to ceiling in my bedroom. But try though I might, I was still a listless, quite boy with no particular interest in anything. I had yet to find something truly extraordinary locked between their pages. So, for lack of anything better to do, I kept digging. I tore my way through most of the school library and any other work of academia I could get my hands on. However I always found myself losing interest soon after I began.

In 5th grade, I remember that our visiting times to the school library decreased and so did my urge to read. I almost forgot how it felt to be reading books of my own choice. The only time when I would read was when my teacher would assign a specific chapter to read of the book Wonder, and a worksheet. Filling out a worksheet after reading or while reading is like a punishment, the sheet is not letting me enjoy what i’m reading. Instead it’s made me a working machine, trying to pick out small details throughout the book. As I recall, I stopped reading for my own pleasure at that time. However the next year, 6th grade, in Language Arts we would visit the library once a month, or I would visit during the quiet S.T.A.R time to pick out a book. I picked off where I left off in my reading journey and starting reading again! I realized then, my interest in book genres had changed. Why, I was more interested in books taking place in middle school/high school, meaning that I enjoyed realistic fiction. Continuing on reading, I transitioned into 7th grade. In 7th grade I kept on reading more and more, I even kept a chart of the books I read! My Language Arts teacher also read along with the class with her own books and also encouraged me. Infact, both of my middle school Language Arts teachers encouraged me to keep reading. They would be surprised every time I announced that I finished a book, that made me want to surprise them more. Overall, this time period with my teachers helped me boost my reading

I struggled to find books I enjoyed reading, or books that were exciting to me. I was confused about the genre of books I liked because when my teachers would mystery and action books to the class I loved them but, when I tried to read a book of that genre by myself I could never get into it. I just figured that reading wasn’t for me because, I couldn’t read something and imagine it in my head like I did when others read to me. This was why I hated reading because I tried to focus on the meaning of the words instead of actually imagining what the words are telling

I was never a fan of reading, I had trouble pronouncing words as a kid; in fact I had to go to speech therapy for it. It was embarrassing. I would shakily sit in my chair waiting to

While I was in middle school in sixth grade I actually didn’t know how to read books or any story my teachers would give me. As I was reading through the passages they would give me, I noticed that while I read a story it wouldn’t stick to my head. I then told myself that it is going to be difficult to read passages since nothing would click in my head. There were times where the teacher would have the students and I take mini quizzes and I would hardly understand on what the reader was talking about. I would fail the quizzes due to the reason that I never gained much knowledge in reading. Articles and stories would always be tough for me to read since I didn’t have many experience in reading.

At this point in my life, reading would definitely not make a list of my favorite things to do, but this wasn’t always the case. Some of my youngest memories involve reading, and many of these memories are enjoyable. Every night before bed my mom would read to me, and I remember begging to read just one more before she tucked me in almost every night. This is when my love for reading sparked. Throughout grade school, I continued to read frequently and never found it to be a chore; however, once middle school hit I no longer included reading as a past time or found it pleasurable. Looking back now I realize this was when English class included more forced literature, and school consisted of reading extensive pages in textbooks. Reading

I learned that reading did not always have to be a daunting task limited to predetermined texts listed on some scholastic reading list. I realized that I had a profound interest in a specific subject and that reading literature pertaining to that subject was really not that bad. My focus and stamina began to grow, as well as my information retention. It was clear that there was a direct correlation to my personal interest and my reading ability. However, reading literature which was not related to my interests was still very daunting to me. I have found that if I could find something in a text to connect with, that my focus becomes a little more productive.

In a world dominated by rich media and multimedia interactive experiences, reading seems outmoded. However, reading is a unique dimension of human inquiry. Reading allows for ways of thinking that no other type of media can allow. Whether read on a Kindle or other eReader device or in print format, reading encourages the development of the imagination in both children and adults. In "A Defense of Reading," Marie Winn discusses the devastating effects that too much television has had on children's reading habits. Winn "defends" reading by showing how children need to create their own visual universe independent from what images the television feeds to their developing minds. Although Winn focuses on the impact of television on children's reading habits, the argument Winn uses can be applied equally to any other population including adults. Moreover, Winn's argument suggests that it is not just television that impedes reading. Too much interaction with any multimedia device like computers or video games has the potential to stifle the visual creativity and imagination that is fostered more by the act of reading. In "The Monster's Human Nature," Stephen Jay Gould does not address the pitfalls of watching too much television. The article uses Mary Shelley's novel Frankenstein to illustrate concepts related to the core elements of human nature. Using Frankenstein, the author does illustrate vividly how reading books engenders wisdom and insight into the human condition.