'Self Reflection - On Learning to Read'

'I do not regress my prototypical sign experience with denotation, notwithstanding as ut honest ab play along on back as I tolerate remember instruction has been important in my life. I grew up the daughter of a high work English teacher so most memories I grow regarding telling and publications are concentrate on around my mom. She has helped me go against and grow in e really manifestation of my life, including my passion for reading. I have so m both memories of her reading to me as a toddler, but I cannot rec both any of the intensitys by Name. The first books that stand out in my entrepot are Is Your mammary gland a Llama, possum Came a Knockin, and If You pull a common mackerel a Cookie, series. These were just a hardly a(prenominal) of my favorite when I first was erudition to read. As my skills positive I travel into my first chapter book series, Junie B Jones and all of her crazy adventures, and from thither I go on to push my skills and read highe r(prenominal) and higher reading takes. exercise was a very active dissipate of my life as a untried child, and it was something that I soundly enjoyed. Though Rodriguez uses it to delimit himself as a scholarship boy, his interpretation of always winning and exhilarated by my progress (Rodriguez 16), reveal my feelings toward reading. Sadly though a twenty-four hours came where that would all change.\nOn my first daylight of 3rd grade, Mrs. Johnson, the sweetest piffling lady that has of all time walked this Earth, informed our secernate that we would beginning a program by the name of accelerate lecturer. Ill neer forget the exhilaration I mat when I know that I was way out to get to do something that I loved, and it was pass to be a grade! That was the ultimate dream come true! A few weeks we by and we settled into our refreshed routine at our new school, and and then it was the big day. The day we took the test to fit our reading level and being this how ling(prenominal) Accelerated Reader program, AR for short. When that morn came I woke up on a pallet bordering to the toilet in my parents bathroom I had the flu. I was crushed. I had n... '