Personal Narrative: Where Would I Be Without Reading

Have you ever asked yourself the question “Where would I be without reading?”. Reading is something that my parents wanted my sister and me to love and be successful at as we began preschool. My mother would sit down each night and read a bedtime story. Her reading helped broaden my mind and learn more about the world at an early age. As soon as I was old enough to talk, I began attempting to read by myself. Reading is not just reading books because someone is told to, it is the key to learning. It creates a mental picture of the world around us. The foundation of all learning is reading. Without it, our world becomes limited to what is close to us. My mom was a teacher. She wanted us to love reading and realize how important it was to our future. As I think about my earliest experiences of learning to read, I remember my mom taking my sister and me to check out books at the public library. When I walked into the library for the first time, I became overwhelmed. Books were on every wall, from the floor to the ceiling. My mom took us upstairs to the children’s section. Bright colored tables and chairs, bean bags, and stuffed animals filled the room and posters lined the walls. My mom allowed my sister and me five books each. I was only four, so picture books caught my eye. The first book I chose was, Eric Carle’s, The Very Hungry Caterpillar. I loved the way the colorful pictures filled the pages. I couldn’t wait to get home and read the

Reading is not just reading books because someone tells you to, it is the key to learning, and creating a mental picture of the world around us. Being able to read provides me with opportunities for a better future. My mom made learning to read exciting and instilled in me the possibilities that awaited me through learning to read. She allowed me to develop a love and understanding beyond my young