My Writing Experience

From a young age, I knew that I was an exceptional student. Most teachers usually nominated me to be the “Student of the Month” because of my straight A’s and positive attitude in class. However, as I progressed throughout school, I found students who excelled at the things I didn’t -- especially English -- which is when I became discouraged about my writing. As a result, my views on my writing abilities began to change. Due to my English teacher’s constant guidance and support, my writing skills began to progress further, causing my love for literacy to develop. As a young child, I was full of imaginative thoughts and ideas that I wanted to put to use. As a method to put my creativity into a certain activity, I used to write short stories

However, as the years progressed, I could already feel that I was different from the vast majority of kids who were in my grade. My mother had to stay for a short time after back-to-school night to discuss my grades with my teacher. Thankfully, it had been the complete opposite of what I thought, and I was doing much better than the set test scores for my grade level. Due to that knowledge, I began to become more confident in my school work which provided for an overall boost in my

As I did grow, my mother noticed that I would struggle with overall literacy. Due to the fact that she wanted me to become the smartest student in my grade, she would assign extra work for me over the holidays and summer vacation to try and get me prepared on the subjects I would learn the next year. However, these didn’t help at all. These literary workbooks seemed to taunt me as I would sit there for hours not knowing how to do them. Writing paragraphs in ways I had never learned to write began to strenuously affect my views about the subject of English. My mother wasn’t any help, either. She would force me to stare at those pages and do them before I did anything else for the rest of the day. I would dread waking up in the morning just because I knew I would spend a good portion of my day being locked inside learning rather than enjoying the little time I had during summer