My First Memory Of My Literacy Essay

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A majority of adults can say that their first memory of literacy is when their parents, older siblings, or grandparents read them bedtime stories, that is not the case for me. Coming all the way from Europe at age two with two foreigner parents that did not know a word of English and only twenty dollars in their pockets the least of their worries was my literacy. We had family that had already migrated here so many of my older cousins had already known the language and started their education here in America. I was so young I was just impressed with the landscape in this new country that was now officially my home. My parents left everything they had and all of their people for me, for my education so of course when I said that my literacy was the last of their worries I over-exaggerated there a little bit. What I meant was they now had to worry about putting a roof over our heads and providing food for us, also they could not …show more content…

I did not want them to have to struggle through life the way I did, my parents were so good to me and helped me with everything they possibly could just like every parents do for their child but helping in school was something they could not do. A lot of what I learned was to problem solve on my own, I had help at school of course but at home I did not have that help I needed or the technology back then like kids have these days. My love for reading books came from the struggle I went through trying to learn the language of the country that became my home. I read books so I could know how to complete my sentences when talking, and I would try to understand everything that is going on in each book by looking at the pictures. When I moved up to books with no pictures, and just paragraphs of words I was proud that I could read and understand without those

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