Elementary Literacy When I was a young child I suffered from dyslexia. During my first few years of elementary school reading and writing seemed unattainable. I would write letters and numbers backwards especially s, 3, and e. I couldn’t even spell my whole name correctly and to this day I still don’t know my right hand from my left hand unless I am holding my pencil. In first grade when we broke into smaller groups for reading based on our reading level I felt so devastated and degraded to be put in the lowest level group, I recall the short books we read were half actual words and half pictures so if it said “the cat” for example it would have the word the and a tiny picture of a cat. I felt extremely envious to see so many kids my age who were light years beyond me with reading and writing. Despite my struggles I kept reading, I so desperately desired to read a book by myself without help. As I continued to read with the help of my teachers and my grandparents. I slowly continued to improve, and was able to read increasingly difficult books. …show more content…
By second grade I could read at grade level, and I even read my first chapter book Junie B.
Jones Smells Something Fishy by Barbra Park. Though I could finally read at grade level my writing was still subpar. I continued to write my letters and numbers backwards. When we learned about “finger space” in between words I struggled severely with the concept, at one point I even drew tiny fingers between each word I wrote, needless to say my teacher was not amused. I continued to work on writing and by the end of the year I could write legible sentences, and when I looked back at my earlier work in the year I couldn’t recognize what I’d even been trying to
write. In third grade I devoured book after book, once I started reading I never wanted to stop, I read countless different Junie B. Jones books and started reading the Molly Moon’s Incredible Book of Hypnotism by Georgia Byng, and Its sequel Molly Moon Stops the World. My mom would also started reading Old Yeller by Fred Gipson to me at night I was utterly devastated when we reached the heart wrenching end of the book I cried for days and have since avoided books and movies that make me cry. I was excited to be put in a high level reading group within my class, it made me feel significant and intelligent. In writing I would still write s, 3, and e’s backwards occasionally but not nearly as frequently. I started getting A’s on all my spelling test and even made it to the spelling bee (though I lost in the first round.) At the point I entered 4th grade I finally could write an entire paper without writing any letters backwards, It was a huge mile stone for me to be able to both read and write in without any esthetic errors with my spelling. As I have continued to grow and learn I became an even more avid reader and writer, I’m at the point today that If I’m interested enough and have the time I can read four hundred pages in a day. As I began to read and write it was a struggle, now it is in part how I cope with my struggles. What better, cheaper way is there to escape your problems then diving into a book? What less non-confrontational way is there to scream that someone is a horrid shrew than on paper in all capitals where they can’t hear you? I have grown to the point today that I feel far more confident in my ability as a writer and no longer feel left in the dust. I am so thankful to all the teachers and family that have helped me through my struggles as a reader and writer to help me blossom in to the articulate woman I view myself as today.
This is a subject and disorder near and dear to my heart. My personal experience with dyslexia, with myself and my daughter, has given me great insight into what dyslexia is, what the signs are, and how soon you can detect the potential for problems. It is not always the case that dyslexia is the sole source of reading and reading comprehension difficulties, there are other disorders that can exist at the same time, and this is important to know in order to help students improve their reading abilities. But, dyslexia will not only affect reading abilities and reading comprehension. It can affect writing, spelling, math, memory, listing comprehension, self-esteem, social skills, the ability to understand sarcasm, understanding spatial concepts,
The story starts off in preschool where it isn’t a big deal if you could read or not, but when Adam starts kindergarten he begins to fall behind. By the end of the year, all of his friends know the alphabet, but Adam only knows how to spell his name. In first grade his class started to learn about words, but Adam struggled to identify the different phonemes that made up a word. The helpless feeling caused Adam to become distracted and discouraged, and even with a tutor he couldn’t seem to catch up. In second grade, he had to start learning how to spell, but he could only memorize the shapes of some words, and his peers began to tease him. By the end of second grade Adam was acting out and not paying attention, but when third grade came around his teacher, parents and principle made a plan! They gave him a test that revealed his dyslexia, so Ms. Wood went back to the basics with Adam and started to work with him individually. At first, Adam struggles in school and doesn’t think he is going to get any better, but his fourth grade teacher accommodated a test for him by letting him take it orally and lets Adam demonstrate his science skills in class. This gives Adam confidence and the courage to try more in class, regardless of potential mistakes, and before he knows it he is reading
When you walk into a room of people look around you at everybody. Can you pick out one or two people who suffer from a learning disability? Simply by looking at me Could you tell I do. Even educators did not realize that I had dyslexia. Unfortunately, they did not see the signs. I would like to share with you, how I have endeavored obstacles throughout life and still do, to this day.
During my special education courses, I gained a love for reading. Admittedly, I developed this adoration for books because of my special education classes. It is my firm belief that without these classes my love of reading would not have happened because I would have grown frustrated that I was behind in my education. I avoid difficult subjects, like math, because I’m not good at it. Getting the help I need, made be excel with reading. I loved reading so much that I participated in a reading competition that I won three years in a row. Because of my love of reading, it led to a desire to
My family and I discovered I had dyslexia when I was in the second grade. Honestly, it was quite a traumatic event. What was an eight year old little girl to think about a doctor telling her “she was retarded” (that she had dyslexia.) I pondered long and hard about the diagnosis, but soon learned to accept it. I made it my goal to overcome my dyslexia. That’s the amazing thing about me and actually one of the few factors that drives me to work harder and not be a dyslexic statistics. I knew was an anomaly. I was called out to be different and took pride in the fact that I blossom with every challenge I encounter. My goal now was to always be different: someone who proved the expected failures of dyslexic wrong. I wasn’t “retarded” and I
It was finally time to head to gym class in the afternoon where we were instructed to take part of a physical test. This test would determine how fit or unfit we are based on a system that was implemented by those with greater authority, on which concluded that it was on such a scale society should be based on. So it was that afternoon that I preformed the tasks that were instructed on to me and my peers. I was able to completed them to my utmost potential which can be consider to be something not so distinctive. It was on this day that I was mocked by one my peers of my lack of ability to preform the instructed physical tasks, that was a no brainer to such a fit individual like himself. It
Life is like a tree, it grows and develops branches and leaves that come and go as we progress. The environments we live in determine which branches wither and fade and which prosper. Every branch holds some form of learned literacy from the end of the roots to the trunk and highest branch. Literacy encompasses many aspects of life.
Throughout my childhood I was never very good at reading. It was something I always struggled with and I grew to not like reading because of this. As a child my mom and dad would read books to me before I went to bed and I always enjoyed looking at the pictures and listening. Then, as I got older my mom would have me begin to read with her out loud. I did not like this because I was not a good reader and I would get so frustrated. During this time I would struggle greatly with reading the pages fluently, I also would mix up some of the letters at times. I also struggled with comprehension, as I got older. My mom would make me read the Junie B. Jones books by myself and then I would have to tell her what happened. Most
Dyslexia is the most prominent learning disability here in the United State but, it is also the most misunderstood. For centuries, those with dyslexia have been labeled as stupid and incompetent, when in fact they extremely intelligent, excelling in areas such as art, science and music. Due to our lack of knowledge and understanding, we as a nation are ignorant, deeming truth to the stereotypes that have long been associated with this so called “disease.” In order to reverse the damage that has already been done, we must differentiate fact from fiction. In order to fully understand dyslexia, individuals need to be provided with resources that address every aspect of the disability, including what it is, the possible causes, signs, symptoms and treatments available. Awareness is key to change.
All I could remember on my journey to literacy was my concern over my brother and sister’s ability to read and write including solving math problems. That did not really motivate not to become literate; I was extremely playful as a child. What I am able to remember is my first day of school, I cried like a baby when my mom dropped me off. I soon began to grow out of my baby stage and school became really interesting. Even though it was not as hard as it is now, the value that pushed me to be literate was how my teacher was able to discipline students if they didn’t give the best to their education.
The most common learning disability in children does not affect only one aspect of their lives, but alters nearly every measure. Dyslexia inhibits one 's ability to read, write, and spell. About 5 to 20 percent of children attending school have some sort of a disability involved with reading. When thinking of a condition that contains no cure, such as dyslexia, you may imagine a lifetime of complications and difficulties; although, dyslexia does not damage a person’s ability to learn, it merely forces them to grasp ideas and think in their own original way. Multiple obstacles can potentially arise, but successfulness and intelligence tends to prevail, and has in multiple situations. Numerous well known people have personally suffered through
Born in a hospital in Scottsdale, Arizona on August 15 1998, came out Reese Carpenter with my original married parents Shawn and Stacey. Beginning at the age of 2, I moved from Arizona to Michigan where my mom met my step dad Jeff on an online dating website.
Dyslexia is a general term for disorders that involves difficulty in learning to read or interpret words and letters, but does not affect general intelligence. Today's technology has allowed individuals to excel and opened opportunities. This can be seen with my personal usage of colored overlays and reading assistance. However, The National Center for Education’s first assessment of the nation's progress in adult literacy states, “several population groups are overrepresented in below basic level”.
Reading is not something that comes so easy for every child. Sometimes, it takes patience on the teacher’s end, support from the parents, and a willingness to succeed from the child. I was this child. Initially, reading was something that I had to work for because it did not come easily to me, but my mother never gave up on me. Every since the age of 5, my mother would make me sit on her work table and read my AR book to her. It is because of her commitment and guidance that I am able to read well above the average percentile of my age group.
Looking back to the beginning of 7th grade English class I now realized of all the great things I have accomplished this year for English class. I am proud of how hard I worked this year and how my English has gotten better. I am proud to have been part of Ms D's English class and she is a phenomenal teacher. I think that one day I will be able to work as a English teacher like Ms D or I will become a journalist. Although I must say that when I first entered English class I had so many different thoughts. The first thought was about the teacher. I didn?t know if I would have been able to get along with Ms. D because she had looked like a professional person in which doesn?t play around. I was nervous but I knew I would have to try my best to get along with her. When class began I saw how Ms D loved to make her students write essays and that is what I knew I was good at. I saw how she was organized and she wasn?t strict nor she wasn?t mean. Ms. D was actually pretty great and funny. When class had first began I felt strong about my reading because my father used to make me read the newspaper about the age of 5 years old and at home I would have to speak loudly and clearly in front of her or else the things in which I wanted wouldn?t be granted in front of me. I knew that I wasn?t perfect but I knew that I would have to work on my vocabulary because in my country we usually didn?t speak proper English and I knew that the way that you talk is the way you would normally read and it?s the way you would write. I knew that I would have to throw away my bad English and learned English the right way. I feel excellent about reading now and I am more confident than before. I fee...