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I’m a 1/10 reader I hate reading, I have never like to read i thought it was boring, and here on out I will never like to read. unless it's something I like to read then I will sit down and read like five chapters, then get bored of the book, then I'll listen to music then try to read a chapter or two. When I was at the age of 5 I had to read for 30 minutes then write about what I read. and I hated, until kindergarten the teacher read a book called Clifford . Then I love to read but when I got to middle school everyone didn't read, so I didn't want to stand out so I didn't read because I just wanted to fit in.
On most essay topics there are specific requirements that must be followed which can then limit the student’s ability to expressively write and cause them to feel less confident since their writing is restricted. Literacy narratives, however, allows the student to write freely and express themselves more due to the fact there is incorrect answer because afterall it is the writer’s own personal experience. In my particular literacy narrative I spoke how disappointed I was to spell “hoax” as “hoaks” in my elementary school’s annual spelling bee even though I still placed fourth overall. Although that tiny detail is not greatly needed, I put that in my essay anyway because I felt like that was something important to share. When it comes to stricter
Goal Number One I didn’t know it yet, but the way I viewed the game of lacrosse was about to change drastically. It was a normal day for me. I was in eighth grade, and I was getting ready for school.
I didn’t learn to read or write until I was 7 years old. I was in my second grade class and my peers and I were sitting in a circle when the teacher called on me to read. I sputtered some gibberish with a tomato red face. The only words I recognized were “it’s” “it,” and “a”- which is really just a letter.
I don 't exactly remember the day learned to read, I guess learning to read came hand in hand with learning to write, slowly. I remember having to copy words off of a blackboard onto paper, then re-write those words over and over again until I not only memorized how to write them but also how to pronounce them. I remember every Friday was library day in elementary school and my friends and I would always fight to be first in line to get to the sports section because we never wanted to have to read anything "boring". I enjoy reading for pleasure but I dislike reading for information, most likely because I have a difficult time learning something just by reading it, I am more of a hands on learner.
In my childhood, I was curious and full of energy. I was in an age where I was being to explore and learn new things, and most of the times my curiosity lead me into serious trouble. It was double the trouble when I include my sister in the picture. We were the worse when we were around six or seven years old. My aunt used to compare us to a tornado because we were always causing chaos and breaking something around her house.
For my literacy interview I interview a young lady by the name of Jeanette Zamarripa. I did Ms. Jeanette because I have gotten to know her over the years. I met Ms. Jeanette at Lone Star in Tomball a while back, we had a math class together, but we never really talk to each other, until last year we have several classes together, and we did remember each other from the math class we took a while back. I think everything happens for a reason, and that the Lord put people in your path for a reason as well. We were both attending UHD.
I 've learned that reading and writing can take me any where I want it to go. I can explore my mind to go anywhere by imagination, by reading and writing. However,My reading and writing experience since I was a kid until now I still having a difficulty. When I was 3 years old my mom started me to learn how to read and write. At first, I 'm having a difficulty to read and write but my mom tried her best to taught me.
A Learning Experience: Reading and Writing Through most of my adolescent years, reading books and writing my thoughts took patience that I lacked and a desire my mind could not want for. But as the saying goes, hindsight is 20/20. I know now that we are fortunate to have the opportunities to learn to read and write at such a young age. We are willingly and eagerly taught by our families, friends, neighbors, and teachers at school. But I find myself wondering, what about those that were not so lucky?
My understanding of literacy was off to a rocky start. I was never a fan of reading and writing. Growing up, I would prefer listening to music and watching movies. In fact, I struggled to speak properly. A classroom at Mill Creek Elementary was specifically designed for those who were having a hard time speaking.
I read all of the books with her name at the beginning of the title. Reading was a way for me to escape from reality. It’s like I would get lost in the books. I’d spend hours reading. At times I felt like I was the characters in the book.
In my free time I tend to read and write often. My personal goals in life require I improve my reading and writing skills. I regually scribble short stories or read books for inspiration. Through my rather extensive experience with reading and writing I 've had some significant encounters with both activities. My most significant encounter with reading would be discovering the manga series Berserk.
My reading goals this year was to finish a whole book that is 225 pages within 2 weeks. A way me and my teacher achieved that goal was by reading the 16 pages a day and it was surprisingly easy because i got to read which passed the day and i got more information about how others feel about others. The book i read was the oxygen thief and my perspective of how others think has changed because the guy that wrote that book was a heartless guy who loved to hurt women because of the one time he got hurt so he hurt independent strong women and made them weak after they fell in love with him like the girl who hurt him did
The musty aroma of a dust covered card catalog reminds of a time when reading new books was a weekly rewarding experience. My fifth grade teacher created chants, distributed stickers, and rewarded us with sweet treats as we approached library day. She created a momentum that carried my love for reading all the way through college.
Although I was only around 8 years old, I was determined to read them all. I would always make it half-way through the book and I would lose interest, mainly because the books were far above my reading level. When I started elementary school, our school system had a reading program that rewarded students with AR points for each book the student had read.