Reading is an essential instrument into one’s literacy journey and my reading voyage has taking me to amazing vast places. I have sailed a raft with Huckleberry Finn, met distinguished gentlemen like Mr. Darcy and Mr. Bingley in Jane Austen’s “Pride and Prejudice”. Explored the majestic hills of Devonshire in Jane Austen’s “Sense and Sensibility”. I have also been imprisoned by my own mother in “Flowers in the Attic” By V.C Andrews. Over the years I have learned that reading is a very rewarding world. Some of my earliest memories of reading began at age six with good old Dick and Jane’. I can remember it clearly like it was yesterday “See Dick. See Dick run”. How could anyone forget Dick and Jane. Reading has not always been enjoyable for me, I struggled with sight words, phonics, and reading as a whole. Regardless of these struggles several people have played important roles within my literacy journey my mother, teachers, and myself.
My mother was the first to introduce me to reading through song. These songs consisted of old nursery rhymes like Ba Ba Black sheep, Ring around the Rosie, Pussycat Pussycat, and my all-time favorite, Little Miss Muffet. I would enjoy listening to my mother sing to me at night before bed time. She also familiarized me with Dr. Suess and the fabulous characters within his famous books. “And to Think I Saw it on Mulberry Street, Green Eggs and Ham, The Cat in the Hat, ABC, There’s a Wocket in my Pocket!”, the list of books read to me as a child could go on forever. Without my mother I would not have the imagination or the vocabulary I had as a child.
Throughout my educational path I have come in contact with many teachers. Some of these teachers have taken me under their wing, and made the reading process very worthwhile for me. Kindergarten I was taught the first phase of reading through learning the famous ABC song which would build my literacy skills by introducing me to sounds of the alphabet (A is for Anne Alligator A A A)....