Personal Narrative: Learning To Read

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“Zarais can you read page number three?” I looked up at the teacher and panicked. I always used to hate to read. My reading was never the best, I was slow at it and always confused my words. If a teacher asked me to read out loud, I would not do it. I struggled with that throughout all Middle School. I was that kid that had to read my part while someone else was reading and panicked when that one kid read more than what he was told. But then something interesting happened in my freshman year. I was told the words I never wanted to hear, ”we’re moving to the United States”. Yes, I did not live in America until two years ago. When my mom told me this, I felt my heart drop to my stomach, the first thing that came to my mind was, what am I …show more content…

So, I started to read. I started to read the kindergarten books I had from when I used to live here. I started to read non-stop going to sleep late at night and just losing track of time. I do have to admit that it was hard because I did not know many vocabulary words. But I did it, and now I love to read, something I hated to do and would avoid it at all cost. Now I don’t just read in the classroom, I read on my own time and I just lose track of time. I have read multiple books, but the book that most caught my attention and the one that made me fall in love with reading was Chasing Brooklyn. It’s been the best book I have …show more content…

The main character Brooklyn, goes through a roller coaster of emotions that she can not seem to get off of but in the end, she finally got off and can open her eyes and when she does, she finally saw the light. I believe that her journey taught me that regardless how long and scary that roller coaster is, you will find the light and that peace in the end. This can relate to my “not wanting to reading problem”. Before I would avoid it at all cost, but then something happened and I had to make an effort to find the light, which was to learn how to

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