John B. Jones

Life In Between The Pages Everybody reads. Everybody has picked up a book at least once in their life and flipped through its pages. Everybody reads, but once they reach that final page, do they feel an indifference, or do they feel a personal connection? From early childhood to young adulthood, reading has always been a part of my life. Reading had always been important to me because as a child, I was very shy, and being an only child, I had a lot of time on my own, so I often turned to books to

Laying on my comfortable bed under my warm covers with a chapter book in front of my face, I turned to the last page. “It was a suc-cess-ful successful day,” read the final line in the book. My heart began to race as my eyes grew wide like an owl’s. Had I really just read a whole chapter book by myself? I sprung out of my bed and ran to go tell my mom. “Mommy, I just finished reading a chapter book all by myself!” I exclaimed with a wide smile plastered on my face. “I’m so proud of you!” my mother

The Destructive Influence of Junie B. Jones The Junie B. Jones series has become extremely popular over the years. There are many people that love the stories because of how witty Junie B. is. It is also true that a large number of children can connect with her since Barbra Park created the series with Junie B. speaking in first person as the narrator. However, there are a lot of concerns with the amount of disrespect seen by Junie. Additionally, there could be an educational confusion for children

Every night my mom would read me a chapter or two of a “Junie B Jones” book. I couldn't wait until I was old enough to read by myself. Reading seemed like a special power people posessed when they got older, it seemed astonishing to me. The first series I really liked was “Diary of a Wimpy Kid”. I’ve read every single book in the series, whenever the next book from the series would come out, i’d get it first thing the next day. I never really read that often after I finished the “Diary of a Wimpy

As the child snuggles into bed, the mother opens the worn-down book filled with vivid, colorful pictures and words flow out her mouth one by one. This is the scene of many homes every night across the country, but it never was in my home. Reading to children at bedtime is not part of my parents’ culture because they lived in a country where books had never been easily accessible outside of school. It is at school is where I got exposure to reading and writing and where my literacy journey began.

“My book” The first time I wrote a book I was in fourth grade and this was my first project. The teacher gave the class a day to brainstorm about our favorite thing or things to do. I was so excited when i left school, I told my mom all about it. My moms first question is “So what’s your favorite thing to do?”. At that point I couldn’t tell her what was my favorite thing to do because I had too many things I liked to do. Later that day I sat down and tried to think about what i could write about

turn it was to choose the book. Starting off at a young age listening to stories started my literacy experience. Once I learned to read on my own I almost always could be found reading Junie B. Jones, Amelia Bedelia or Adventures of Cam Jansen. Once I finished all the books in the series of Junie B. Jones, written by Barbra Parks, I started them over again. I read through the whole series 4 times before I became disinterested. Once I stopped the easy reading books I lost interest in reading altogether

Reading and Writing affects me Reading and writing is not something I really enjoyed too much growing up. After all, a kid who can barely speak English may not enjoy something like grammar or fall behind others on a reading level. Growing up, reading and society have not really mixed well in my view. When I was a kid, I would read for fun and for educational purposes, and the society around me would be saying that the higher you can read the better. In middle school, I started to not read

At the age of 10 years old I moved to the United States after a devastating earthquake that nearly destroyed my beautiful island of Haiti in January of 2010. I was forced to leave behind everything I’d ever known because Haiti was in havoc; I was no longer safe. I left my once beautiful country with one suitcase in hand and a heart filled with sadness. To my friends, I was considered lucky to be leaving, but little did they know, starting over isn't the easiest thing especially in an unknown environment

childish. I remember sobbing when a glass of water spilled on them and smudged the marker I had used to create them. My mom managed to salvage the books and they’re still in a box somewhere. After Dr. Seuss and P.D Eastman; I graduated to “Junie B. Jones”, “The Boxcar Children”, and “Magic Tree House.” I read nearly all of the books in those series, with my favorite being “The Boxcar Children.” At the suggestion of my older sister, I read Suzanne Collins’ “Gregor the Overlander” series and loved