Reflective Essay: Learning To Read In Middle School

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Ever since I was little my parents would read me children’s books, and when I was old enough to read by myself I would have a book near me or in my hands all the time. I’ve enjoyed reading almost all my life, it’s like an escape from reality, and I can control it, I get to choose what books I read and if I want to continue to read the book or not. I haven’t always loved to read, but I’ve never hated it, when I was in elementary school I excelled in reading, I wasn’t really good in the other subjects, like the other kids, but I was good at reading, and that made me different from my classmates. I was always in the top reading group and would read every week. When I entered 6th grade I noticed I wasn’t the best reader anymore. There were classmates …show more content…

When people were called up to read to the teacher it was during independent reading time, so it felt like the entire class could hear what you were saying, and they could hear every mistake you made. Reading in front of the teacher I would struggle when sounding out words, and I was always nervous that my classmates would hear this. After all the reading tests were complete I was put into one of the lowest groups, I was no longer in the top reading group, like I was in elementary school. All throughout Middle School I struggled to find time to read, and whenever I had the time I choose not to. I felt like I shouldn’t read because I wasn’t good and it was no longer fun for me. The summer before 8th grade, my grandma started donating all her books and she asked if I wanted any. At first I said no, because I didn’t like reading but after her convincing me to read at least one of them and talk to her about it, I started to enjoy reading more. She never made me feel like my answer was wrong or dumb, she just shared her opinion and I shared mine. In 8th grade I finally moved reading levels and was back in one of the best reading groups in the class, I read whenever I had the chance, and I finally felt like I found a subject that I can succeed in and enjoy. Making it to the highest reading level in 8th grade was a big accomplishment for me and helped me see that if I truly want something, or if I truly enjoy doing something, to keep working at it, it doesn’t matter what others think, it doesn’t matter if they are ten times better or worse than me, all that matters is if I am happy or

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