Tuesday, May 3, 2016

Literacy History

     I first learned the alphabet in kindergarten. My teachers Mrs. Ebersold and Mrs. Muñoz gave us worksheets, where we had to trace the capital and lowercase letters. They have read to us a couple times, so did my first grade teacher Mrs. Geerdes (she read to us Green Eggs and Ham by Dr. Seuss) and fourth grade teacher Mrs. Trent (Hatchet by Gary Paulson). I never really liked people reading to me, because I wouldn't understand the book completely, and also because they read so slow; the teachers also give us too much work to go along with the story. About fifteen papers to complete a small book. I think the first book I read on my own was To Give a Mouse a Cookie by Laura Joffe Numeroff and illustrated by Felicia Bond. Iv'e always like that book because of the little cute mouse eating cookies and just the story overall. I like and enjoy reading on my own because I just get lost in the story and it's like I'm there with the character, feeling their emotions, and understanding their thoughts.

     I first learned to write my name in kindergarten with those three lined papers. I used to always write the letters on top of the middle line, instead of in between the middle and bottom lines, and the teacher would always write on top of my sloppy handwriting to show me the right way to write. It made me feel a little bit upset because I didn't know how to write in between the lines. I never really thought about the feeling of learning to read and write. I thought everyone knew those tools, but apparently not. I am grateful and appreciative of knowing to read a book and write an essay. Going to school for the first time, I think was an adventure for me; learning new things, making new friends. Sometimes on random days, I tell my parents that I don't want to go to school; when they would ask why, I would say 'I don't know.' I still do that now, mostly because the previous day I might have felt lazy and just didn't want to go.

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