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I remember reading the Nancy Drew books, Sweet Valley High books, and others similar in middle school. One summer I happened to come across The Lion, the Witch, and the Wardrobe book at my grandparents’ house. How magical that summer was! I knew I had to read the rest in the series. When I became I teacher, I read The Lion, the Witch, and the Wardrobe to my class and watched as they fell in love with it too. In eighth grade, I read The Hobbit and my mind was opened to more sophisticated books. I remember checking it out and my mom telling me she had read that in school too. I think it really makes a difference when your parents are also readers. Growing up, I would see my parents reading often. I felt “cool” that I was reading something my mom had also read around my age. I fell in love with the characters in this book and was swept off to Middle Earth with them. I loved Bilbo Baggins so much that my dog is named Bilbo! However, there are many that do not understand his name when I tell them and I want to say, “You really should read The Hobbit. It’s a …show more content…
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My parents have always stressed the importance of reading. Throughout my whole life, they have motivated me to read and they have encouraged me to find books that I find interesting to read. Because of their encouragement, I am an avid reader today. When I was a child, just starting to enjoy reading I liked to read books that were fiction. Some of my favorite books to read as a child are series that I still love today and I think I still have every book in each series stored in my attic. They are The Boxcar Children, Junie B. Jones, and The Magic Tree House.
Back when I was an infant, my mom loved reading books to me. She read the wonderful books from The Chronicles of Narnia such as The Lion, the Witch and the Wardrobe, Prince Caspian, The Horse and His Boy, The Voyage of the Dawn Treader, as I snuggled
The first beloved books in my life were the Sesame Street Encyclopedia volumes. At three, I wasn't old enough to read them, but I always wanted to have them read to me. In fact, I memorized the ten volume set so when my parents would skip some pages I would ask them to read what they skipped. After learning to read on my own, my favorite book became the anatomy volume in the Charlie Brown Encyclopedia. Courtesy of a supermarket book offer, I was the only kindergartner who knew about fertilized egg cells. As I grew older, I continued to read largely because reading taught me so much outside of what we learned in school.
As a preteen, my parents thought that reading as a good hobbit needed to be foster from my childhood. Therefore, I had a bedtime for stories since I was three years old. My parents would prepare different stories and read for me everyday. The books at that time always had more cartoons than characters, and my parents would teach me to recognize characters in the books. Then, I went to the elementary school at six years old, and I
My dad taught me that books could be my teachers, my mom taught me that our backyard could be my classroom, and my sister showed me that you could bring books into the swimming pool. I did not know it when I would spend hours in the pool reading a book that my parents weren’t encouraging it in vain, but my family life, for good reason, was centered on books. We were the planets orbiting around one sun that was the bookshelf. Little did I know that books would be the catalyst to academic success in my early life, and I owe it all to my family. Although a life with a book in your nose might seem boring, I was never bored. Living through the characters vicariously, I explored Narnia with Lucy, attended Hogwarts with Harry, and rode dragons with Eragon. Of course
As a child, I have always been fond of reading books. My mother would read to me every single night before I went to bed and sometimes throughout the day. It was the most exciting time of the day when she would open the cabinet, with what seemed to be hundreds of feet tall, of endless books to choose from. When she read to me, I wanted nothing more than to read just like her. Together, we worked on reading every chance we had. Eventually I got better at reading alone and could not put a book down. Instead of playing outside with my brothers during the Summer, I would stay inside in complete silence and just read. I remember going to the library with my mom on Saturdays, and staying the entire day. I looked forward to it each and every week.
I know that not everyone ever realizes this, but the moment when you realize how amazing it is to sit and read a book, to immerse yourself in a world other than your own, for the very first time is a truly magical moment. I remember when I was just starting kindergarten, and, having learned to read from my parents very early on, starting to read chapter books all by myself. While my brother and his friend were in the pool in the summer, I would take one of CS Lewis’s Chronicles of Narnia books from my brothers collection, which I remember as a vast, overwhelming utopia of books, but in reality was just a couple shelves with a few books in it, and sit and read. Did I understand Lewis’s deep Christian allegory and symbolism at the time? Of course not. But that didn’t keep me from loving a story about four children not much older than myself becoming kings and queens. I was a reader.
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My parents read to me every day when I came home from school. Two of my favorite books were the Baranstein Bears and Clifford. Television shows such as Sesame Street were a valuable supplement to my reading material. I had a tendency to pay more attention to Sesame Street than to my parents, but they did not discourage television; they were satisfied to see that I was learning.
For as long as I can remember my mom has been an avid reader and writer. She graduated from college with a major in Journalism and a minor in English. From before I could comprehend what she was saying, my mom was reading to me. She started out reading simple, easy books to me every night, and as I grew older and could understand reading more fully, I began to read them on my own as well. I can still remember half of the lines from some of my favorite books as a kid because we read them so much. Having a mom who enjoyed to read affected my experience with reading quite a bit. My
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When I was in elementary school reading was a struggle for me. By the time I reached third grade, I had fallen several grade levels below my peers. To assist my education I was placed into a “special” reading class. As I watched the other kids exceed, I felt lost and ashamed of my reading impairment. Knowing this, my mom ingenuously got me to pick up the first book of Harry Potter. It started as a book she would read to me at night, but it sparked my curiosity and interest. I began reading the second book by myself, which was a slow tedious process. After that, I continued to pick up one book after another and it got easier for me to read. At the end of my fifth grade year I finally caught up to the rest of my class. Even now reading sometimes
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I do not remember any time in my life, when I was not aware of books. My earliest memory is of my uncle telling me a story about a wicked dragon, which steals a treasure, and the group of heroes, who go to confront him in battle. He used to tell me this story in sequels, a small amount every week, so by the time next week came up, I would be totally waiting in anticipation. It was when I started reading myself, that I realized that he had been retelling Tolkien's "The Hobbit". To this day "The Hobbit" is one of my favorite books, I read it to bring back memories of my child hood, when I’m depressed, or when I plain don’t have anything else to read.