Reflective Essay: My Experience With Reading Disabilities

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Baby tried to read
Growing up, I was always insecure about my academic performances because I was about a year younger than most of my classmates. My reading was underdeveloped, and my teachers were concerned about my ability to read more mature literature. To aid my reading disabilities I was placed in an intermediate class. However, the class did not push me into the level I was expected to be. In other words, they "babied" me and have me read at the "level" I was capable of. So like any other American school, they just push you along to the next grade. It wasn't until I started the fourth grade, and I was shown the power of reading independently. I used my struggles to read, as my motivation to excel in reading.
The first day of fourth …show more content…

I was anxious to start my journey as an improved reader. My sister and I walked home together from school. I kicked some pine cones and started to ponder on Mrs. Wright's words. Unexpectedly, I felt discouraged. I knew I wanted to improve, but I didn’t know how. At that time, my parents worked so much so I wouldn't see them very often after school. Rushing up to my room, I began to cry. Frustration had taken over my soul and it wouldn't let up. My tears blurred my vision and warmed my small face. The more I thought about it, the more I cried. I had broke down because I felt helpless and trapped. In the midst of my despair, I felt something tell me "You have my love and you can overcome any obstacle." I believe it was God who reminded me that He has not abandon me, even through that tough time, He was faithful to me. These words built up my courage and faith. No longer would I feel helpless and trapped. I got out my notebook and wrote what was my objective for the next day. In my notebook I slowly and carefully wrote " Get help." I knew I couldn’t do this alone, so I seeked for someone to point me to the right direction. That next day, I got up an hour early just so I can accomplish my first goal. My mother was up and said, " You are kind of early today aren't you?" I answered, " Yes, I am. I need some help with school so I decided to go early." She smiled and gave me a kiss on my forehead. Her kisses always made my days better. I

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