Personal Narrative: My Reading Autobiography

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The little girl continued reading tirelessly, just trying to keep her eyes open long enough to finish the thirty minutes. Throughout my time growing up, I've had an unusual experience reading. I never really liked reading as a kid and I still don't have a strong passion to read. I would find myself falling asleep to books when I was in elementary and middle school. For my age I was a pretty advanced reader but none of the books were intriguing to me. This mostly started happening after getting read to wasn't something that my reading log would allow.

When I was little I would sit next to my mom and listen to her read to me. Her soothing voice was something that I loved to hear. As for me, it was easier to have her do the work of pronouncing difficult words. She would make the words sound as though they flowed together like a river on a sunny day. Whenever I would go to my grandma's house she would also read to me.

As I was learning how to read my mom and grandma were my supporters. At this time in my life I was about three years old and playing the game of monkey see monkey do was pretty popular with me. My mom would read aloud to me when it was time to wind down for the day. …show more content…

One of the earlier book series that I enjoyed reading was the Junie B. Jones books. I really liked to read about her crazy life and how she dealt with it. Another book series that I enjoyed was the Horrible Harry book series. In these books I liked to read about how Harry would always get himself and his friends into the most unfortunate situations. Another really good series I enjoyed was the Dr. Seuss books. He included so many rhymes and silly words that it made me want to read more. When I was even younger I remember reading books by Eric Carle because they were so

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