All my life, I was always told that I was so smart and advanced for my age. Everything came easy to me: math, writing, reading, sports, and even playing many instruments. All this came with little work. So I seldom ever had to study or practice for anything. This occurred all throughout elementary and middle school. I was even placed in honor classes, yet those classes still turned out to be quite easy for me. I had nothing less than an A, but that was all about to change once I got to high school. I had already missed the first four days of my freshman year, so I was already lagging behind. But the one class that I never seemed to stay afloat in was my Honors English 1 class. I was never good on tests, essays, or simple reading assignments. The first reading packet I had in that class took me by surprise. I was able to read it, but when it came to discussing it and answering questions about it, I had no clue what was going on. I was never able to figure out the story’s deeper meaning like the rest of my class could. This frustrated me so much, especially my …show more content…
My freshman year continued with much confusion. The only reading that I was doing then was just reading Fanfiction, but those stories are just written by kids like me, with the same english skills as me. I found it extremely entertaining, but nothing about it was making me a better reader. I just needed to read more books that would challenge me. Reading is not my favorite activity. If I get to pick the book I read, then I do a better job reading it. But if everyone is to read the same book, that is a whole different story. But then there was that rare occasion where I was assigned a book and I thoroughly enjoyed myself. Where the Red Fern Grows. My favorite book of all time. I read it in the sixth grade, and I’ve never cried so hard in my life, aside from when I was born, nothing tops that. I was always eager to read that book during my english class and would even read ahead of the class, which was very
Each event in the story was felt emotionally and gave me insight into the mind of Jeanette (The Main Character). Another reason I think this book is popular is because the story is based off of the authors childhood
My whole life I struggled to understand what made reading enjoyable to people. I struggled to focus on the ideas of books. It wasn't until about a year ago I was given a book to borrow from a friend. I saw this friend as a mentor in my life and she felt I needed to read this book. I put off reading the book as long as possible but when I finally started progressing through the book my opinion had been altered.
I didn't read a book alone, but I read with my classmate and teacher in the classroom. I started reading more when I was in high school. Every day during after school, I always bought a book to Mrs.Hills (He is the computer minister, which I had a my 9th math in his class) and we are read together. The books that I read in the high school are Fence, Dark Water, Under the Never Sky, the Lord of the Flies, and the Rising Sun. My favorite book is Under the Never Sky.
Rick Moody is the author of “The Joy and Enthusiasm of Reading”, an article that gives examples of factors that influenced his way of thought about reading. He elaborates on open text and how he was taught tools from his prior teachers to better understand the text. Despite what critics have said, Moody insists that there will never be a right or wrong way to read a book. Moody illustrates reading through open text which focuses on individuality where every person has a different outlook and perception of life in this generation. Individuality is a product of being and making everything in your life your own.
Also, in high school we are constantly assigned a book to read, and I would say I have only enjoyed reading two of the books I have read for my classes. The classes have really made me hate reading and writing because the books bore me and the papers are so long and critically graded. I really did used to love to read and be creative with
As far as it goes for books, I don't really read them that much. I find myself losing interest and moving onto something else. The last book I read was World War Z. I believe I was able to finish this book because it was more of a
Every day we practiced our reading skills with simple picture books. I was very proud because I was in the “advanced” group with one other student. Once I learned to read it became an important part of my life. I remember reading books from Dr. Seuss to Magic Tree House to Junie B. Jones and Harry Potter. My favorite book was definitely Amelia Bedelia as it was an easy read that also provided humor.
Books that educate me upon matters that are relative to reality such as fiction and informative books are my favorite. Throughout school, most books I have read did not fit in this category so I was forced to read books I normally would avoid. I think that my unique experience with books only bettered me and helped me become more open minded to new ideas. With literacy comes culture.
Although I enjoy reading now, I used to have many hard days when reading felt like a chore. I remember my mother and me sitting on the couch reading together. There were days when I loved it and wanted to keep going, but there were also days when I would just break down crying because I could not understand it and everyone else did. I remember one time when we were
They were the same books that my grandmother had given to my father. My father let my brother read while I listened. As my brother and I got older, I was the only child that still read with our dad.
Flashback to my junior year. I sat quietly in my AP Lang class as my teacher, Mrs. Fisher, announced that the reading competition between the language arts classes called for the book count for September. She stood at the board, marker in hand, staring out expectantly at her large class. Hands shot up across the classroom, and my own nervous hand rose up to join them. Mrs. Fisher happily chalked up the small fortune of books that our class had read.
I believe that I have learned many useful lessons this semester. At the start of this semester I honestly did not know how to write a proper essay. There were several big problems with my writing style. My poor grammar and lack-luster writing skills were a real problem. I feel more confident now that I have written some decent papers and come close to completing my first English class.
Now I would wall around with 3 books in my hand if I could because I know that I will always get something out of my reading, that will always end up helping me in the long
The first half of this semester was swift and I can’t believe how fast it passed by. College is a whole new world for me that I had never imagined with a lot of new experiences that I hope will shift me into a better and smarter person. There are more things I can do in college that I would have never dared to do in high school and I am happy for these new freedoms. I am able to eat in class, leave class without asking and they don’t care if I pay attention or not. My high school teachers would always tell me to wait for the bell, sometimes would not let me leave and if I did not pay attention they would yell.
Books I think are powerful. Books contain so much more than just the story it 's a mindset, and by reading different books, I feel we can be alike in some ways but completely different from others. We will always have likes and dislikes, but once we start to read a book I think we can go in with an open mind set and when we finish, or if we don 't we have are own opinion. A different mindset from everybody else, and that 's extraordinary. That should say something to people and I don’t understand how some people don’t see