My Reading Has Been Around For A Long Time

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Reading has been around for a long time. Words have been written in many different languages. The ability to read and write is the greatest strength a human has. It allows us to communicate and progress in society. It can be a struggle for a lot of people. Some people don’t like. It may take time for people to grow into it. Over the years reading has grown on me. The past was like a roller coaster, the present is interesting, and the future of my reading life is going to be exciting. First off, my past, as a reader, was a journey. For most of it my grandma helped me with it. School did for the time I was in class but it mostly came to me because my grandma. It wasn't because I sucked at reading but it didn't interest me. A lot of time I couldn’t concentrate and remember what I read. Reading did grow on me most when I was in elementary school. I started to become a great math student and I wanted to do that in all my other studies. I started to predict what would happen and it got interesting, kinda like a game. …show more content…

In eighth and ninth grade I read with a teacher some and a lot to my little cousins. I reread the same books that I liked because I was reading with my cousins. I didn't want them to do what I did in school. I stopped reading to them the start of my tenth grade year. I was so busy, and still am. I've started to do more activities and hobbies. This lead to me struggling to read on my own. I got in tenth grade english for my second semester and I have to read for the class. I found some down time like weekends and during school. I’ve started to pick it back up since I was forced again in my

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