Winnie-The-Pooholf Research Paper

Since 2013 when I started college, I have found a new hidden love. I love reading! I love how I’m able to pick up a book and just get lost in the reading. For that moment I don’t have a care in the world other than the material at hand. In my house I am constantly encouraging my children to read or be read to for at least thirty minutes a day. I would love them to experience a wide variety of genres, even if they sometimes disagree with a selection. Actually a majority of the time they end up enjoying the

My love of reading blossomed when I was a child, because my parents showed me how wonderful reading is. There were countless nights when I remember myself as a little girl refusing to go to sleep before ‘tucking dad into bed’ by reading him a picture book. Not only did I uphold that tradition though, but my mother is a preschool teacher, so she gets really into reading out loud, and she would help me read books such as The Boxcar Children set, The Secret of NIMH and The Chronicles of Narnia weekly until I didn’t need help anymore.

When I was young I would drown my floor with Dr. Seuss and books that gave excitement to me just by holding them. I loved looking at the pictures, the endless rhymes, and magical color schemes because I had no other outlet than books to reach in a grab my attention the way they could. That’s why picture books are almost a necessity to a child’s development. The type of

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

My experience with books as a child were nowhere as intimate as those from Hisham Matar who lived for the excitement of books stating that he remembers love filled days being read too and the comfort he would feel from a book with a close person. These are feelings that I never experiences until my late teen years. Mr. Matar seems to have a genuine value and appreciation for book, he recalls days back to events where guest brought his father books that he would go on to read as there were no books for children present only advanced literature that helped mold him into the writer he is today.

When I was younger, the amount of obligations upon me fewer and less likely to affect life in the long term, it was far easier to pursue my passion for fiction. School consumed less time, and the classes were introductions to various principles rather than in depth study. The books contained within the library of my elementary school weren’t great works of literature either. They were simple stories, with simple characters and events, but I loved them anyways. These simple things made sense, a comfort blanket that I simply had to reach into a basket on a shelf to find. When library time rolled around every week, I always managed to find three or four new ones to take home, and then read them all within a day or two. I had never been a particularly athletic child; I had the time and the will to devour as many stories as I possibly could.

I had a very fortuitous encounter. One day I was at the bookstore in the young adult section and a cover picture of a girl in a black dress crying caught my eye. The book was called Fallen by Lauren Kate, a romantic gothic themed story about fallen angels. It was the first novel I was not forced to read that I liked and finished. Ever since then I have been a zealous book reader and collector. I used to read about 100 pages an hour and about 3 or 5 books a week, give or take. On those days, I seldom came out of my room because I was so wrapped up in what I was reading. Books became a way for to connect to the outside world, especially because I was an isolated person, and to explore other places and worlds I'd never been to. It was a truly an amazing moment in my life. Eventually, I began to write stories of my

Amanda is from Modesto, California. She attended CA State University Stanislaus. She lives in Duyun, China and works there as an English Teacher. Her hobbies include reading, writing, and playing games (board, card, video, etc.). Her favorite books include the Hobbit and Lord of the Rings Series and C.S. Lewis' theological books, essays, and letters. She doesn't like the small or taste of coffee, but loves tea. When asked what fictional character she identifies with she said Winnie the Pooh. She has a collection of Winnie the Pooh items and her mother gives her a Winnie the Pooh Bear ornament each year. She is a pretty big Disney fan in general.

My passion for reading began the summer before junior high, the English class I would be taking had a required summer reading list. I had no desire to read “boring books” over the summer and summarize them. Fortunately, my parents made me read the first book and I was hooked. Consequently, I became obsessed (in a positive way) with this unbelievable adventure; “The Hatchet” by Gary Paulsen; transported me to the wilderness that summer and sparked my love for reading. From that moment on reading became my favorite pastime. Literature expanded my world beyond the Rio Grande Valley I visited the “Island of the Blue Dolphins”, and decided I needed dogs with “Where the Red Fern Grows”. I have several beloved books that I never get tired of reading,

This statement by Marisa Montes is significant to children because it sets how pictures books should be written and developed. Children’s books set the foundation of how children see things in the world and also the way they learn. Having picture books that are warm and humorous means that it creates a good environment in which children read, and a good relationship between reading and children. Within these picture books they must have substance, depth, and layering, this means that a child can produce their own meanings and messages to take away each time after reading, if the book is open to interpretation.

Picture books are a big part of a child’s life. They make the reading experience fun and a time to look forward too. They help children explore the world with their imagination and connect with characters and events. They also provide joy and comfort. Picture books show their meaning in a very unique way. They use verbal and visual text to relate to the world. Both verbal and visual text work together in synchrony to narrate the story. Meaning represented in this way invites the reader to attend to both in order to make sense of the story. Revisiting and old picture book is like revisiting an old friend.

The world has witnessed its share of cartoons especially “Winnie the pooh”. Winnie the pooh has made Television Shows, Books, Movies etc However, Hollywood created one of the most anxious characters in the show of Winnie the pooh which is piglet Winnie the pooh best friend our favorite character is always in a pickle and is constantly worried about what will happen next. The following is my case study of this fictional character. Piglet

We had never had much in the way of money. Enough to get what we needed -- or didn’t need. Let’s put it this way, after we bought the necessities, we had a little left over. Until my mom’s medical bills, that is. She had to get CAT scans And MRI’s and mountains of pills. When she first got diagnosed with chronic migraine, it was hard to understand. I was only seven or 8, when this all went down, and she lost her job. They just couldn’t afford to keep her there anymore, especially with her migraines being so unpredictable and demobilizing.

Some of the fondest memories I have of my childhood are of story time with my parents. I would listen for hours in amazement of the captivating stories of valiant knights, beautiful princesses, and other amazing tales. I don’t remember much of that period in my life, but what I do remember is intently listening to every word they spoke and slowly learning what those words really meant. It fascinated me that what appeared to me as just scribbles on a page could be transformed into such amazing stories. At such a young age I could not fathom what a profound effect reading would have on my life. Of all the books my parents read to me the one that had the most profound effect on me was the Disney Pixar book Buzz Lightyear: Space Ranger by Diane Muldrow.

I chose to read and comment on Barbara Kiefer’s “Envisioning Experience: The Potential of Picture Books.” Kiefer’s main point in writing this essay was to get the message across that children enjoy picture books that allow them to identify and make connections with the characters or the plots, and that while reading and analyzing the pictures, they gain a better sense of aesthetics and how to interpret them.