Why I Read Myself By Mary Downing Hahn

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Many kids enjoy reading from a young age. That could be because they discovered reading from a young age. Their parents could’ve read them bedtime stories, or taken them to the library a whole bunch. Or maybe they watched a television show that expresses the fun kids can have reading books and exploring their imagination. Through all of that I still found myself to not enjoy books as much as other people. My sister was the complete opposite of me. She loved reading books. She read so many books I didn’t get how she did it. She enjoyed the mysterious thrill books, and her favorite author was Mary Downing Hahn. My sister had tons of her books and still does to this day just sitting on her book shelf. To this day my sister and I don’t share too many differences when it comes to likes, dislikes, and personality. But when it came to reading we had distinctions. …show more content…

Is there more people around the world that don’t enjoy reading as much as I did? Truly I struggled with reading as much as I disliked it. I wasn’t a bad reader in the sense that I didn’t know my alphabet or I couldn’t pick up a sentence. I couldn't get myself to read a real book and understand what was going on at the same. I would be reading the words of the book but my mind would be somewhere else. It took me awhile to understand the solution to my problem or why I even had the problem to begin with. At first I put in my mind that I just wasn’t a good reader. When you're not good at something you typically draw away from it, That became me. My dad would constantly bug me, telling me to read more. I just didn’t want to, I found it

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