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Books on the Beanbag
My first memory regarding literature comes shortly after I turned five, in which I remember both of my parents reading stories to my brother and I on a large red beanbag in our room. We read tales like the "Magic Tree House" series as well as the "Berenstain Bears" on that chair. -
Solo Stories
After having a summer reading assignment going into second grade from first grade, I decided that I liked reading books before bed and wanted to keep doing it into the school year. Early into second grade is when I started reading books daily by myself, mostly in the "Geronimo Stilton" series, another one of my favorites to this day. -
Wizards Made of Words
Perhaps the most significant event in my literacy journey comes shortly after Christmas when I was eight. This is when my mother began reading J.K. Rowling's "Harry Potter" to me, leading to the series becoming one of my favorites after we finished three years and seven thick books later. I still enjoy entertainment surronding this book, and later a movie series, to this day. -
Wordly Wise
Around the middle of the year in fourth grade, my teacher began giving us this packet called "Wordly Wise". It was a weekly packet that had the purpose of expanding our vocabulary eight to ten words at a time, and included assignments we would have to do including the words, such a writing sentences or matching them to their definition. This definitely gave me a love for vocabulary and the desire to learn new words. -
Dictionary Days
In sixth grade, my teacher did not have any books that interested me for silent reading time, so I decided to take matters into my own hands. The only book she has that I was drawn to was a large crimson dictionary, which I picked up one day, and ended up reading it for the rest of the school year, expanding my vocabulary even more and making me an expert Scrabble player as well as a proficient writer. -
Cursive Collaborations
In seventh grade, as an end-of-year assignment, my teacher taught us how to write in cursive as a skill we could use for the rest of our lives. I loved learning the script and still enjoy using it to sign my name to this day in places where my signature is requested. It sparked a love for writing in me and I enjoyed writing free-topic essays in the font, which translated into me enjoying to write them in cursive or not. -
Perfect Professor
My freshman year of high school my english class and english teacher were both excellent and renewed my interest in the subject. The material we covered was relevant to what we were learhing in history class and dealt with many major historical events and were interesting pieces on top of that. The teacher was great and she taught me more than any other engligh teacher ever has, such as the exact definition of a thesis and how to write one. -
All Love is Lost
After enjoying reading and writing for the vast majority of my life up to this point, my sophomore english class ruins any love for English I ever had. The boring and uninteresting material covered as well as the work regarding it made me hate reading and writing. I have since stopped reading before bed and "reading for pleasure", once a common practice for me, has become all but a foreign concept.