Literacy Narrative
When I first started to learn how to read, I was in Miss Lazar’s
first grade class. Learning how to read
was a big struggle for me. I can
remember sitting on my couch in my living room reading little sentences off of
a paper I had gotten in class. My mom
sat next to me and helped me sound out each word and taking me though each
slowly, but it was very difficult for me and I would get very frustrated every
time I couldn’t figure out a word. For
all of my friends, reading came so easily to them. I didn’t understand why I was the only one
having trouble with it. Looking back, I
now realize I was probably not the only one having a hard time, but as a seven
year old, I felt like I was.
I ended up having to take special reading sessions with the
reading tutor. I would leave the class
room for an hour each day to go with the tutor.
We would go over words and sentences slowly so I could understand
better. In the classroom the pace was
just to fast for me to be able to comprehend what I needed to be able to read
like a normal first grader. She helped
me to figure out how to read and encouraged me to get better. At the end of the first grade I was at the
reading level that all the other students were at. My parents were also a big help and
influenced me tremendously to keep trying and to never give up when I got frustrated. They always sat down with me to read and
would always read to me before bed.
Overall, reading was a real struggle for me, but I got through it thanks
to my great teachers and parents.
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