Personal Narrative: My Pursuit Of Literacy

I’ve had a very on off relationship when it comes to literacy. Up until the fifth grade I wasn’t much of a reader or writer. Then in fifth grade, we started reading really good books. Usually as a class. I found myself needing a way out of this terrible world in the sixth grade. So I started ready heavier books, like the Harry Potter series. I realized that books gave me a chance to visit a different world. One that didn’t have wars or world issues like the ones in reality. By seventh grade, I loved English class. The teacher, the assignments, the environment; everything made it enjoyable. Eighth grade, I had the highest grade in the class, which made everything I did, literacy wise, amazing. I tried really hard on assignments, which ended

I loved almost everything about my seventh grade English class. I loved the books and projects, even though I was hesitant half the time. One of the projects assigned was a poetry packet. When the project was first assigned by Mrs. Reeves, I was a bit upset. Mrs. Reeves, the teacher in training, was very enthusiastic about the project and believed I could do an amazing job. I was stubborn towards the assignment. I never really cared much about poetry. Poetry to me was like a puzzle without the pictures. Nobody likes to do a puzzles that don’t have a picture. There’s no point in doing the puzzle, in my opinion, in that case. Poetry has an abundance of different meanings, that's one reason I didn’t care much for it. I loved puzzles, though. Perhaps my comparison to poetry, made it possible for poetry to grow on me. I grew to appreciate poetry shortly after the project was

You could use the same format no more than once. So you could only use a haiku once. You then had to use five poems that were already published.
One of my favorite poems is “The Road Not Taken”, by Robert Frost. I couldn’t use this poem. “You can’t use this poem,” Mrs. Reeve had said, standing in front of the class. “You should try to use poems that are less common.” I’d say that I gravitated to this poem because it encouraged me to be different. That heaps of people are trying to take the same path and be alike. I’ve always been different and I was insecure about how different I was. At one point I stopped reading because people made me feel different. It was shameful to stop because of what people said.
One poem that I’ve recently stumbled upon is, “There’s A Man In The Woods.” This one I liked because it has a powerful statement. I’m not going to say the statement because I know people interpret things differently and the first time you hear the poem, it will astonish you. If I could redo or make another poetry packet, I’d add this one without a second thought.
I will admit, I used shorter poems that were very simple and the meaning was very clear. I didn’t want to add poems that would distract from my own