Literacy and Liberty


Learning to Read
Posted by: , September 5, 2018, 4:11 pm
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      When I was eight years old, I had already decided reading was the worst thing I had ever tried. Not only did I not enjoy reading, I hated how I was forced to sit down next to my mother for 30 minutes a day and practice reading starter books for children. I could not have imagined then, how something I disliked so much would turn into one of my greatest passions. It was only after three years of not reading a single word I didn’t have to, that I discovered the novel which would change my perception of reading forever. The Tower Treasure, the first book of the Hardy Boys series that was given to me as a gift for my birthday when I was 11 years old, and was my first introduction to the pleasure a great story could bring me. I was able to pretend like I was a part of the motorcycle-riding, teenage detective duo, solving crimes and going on dates with pretty girls. However, more than that, The Treasure Tower was my first taste of how literature could function as a transportation mechanism, allowing me to leave where I was and travel to wherever the setting of the novel of my choosing would take me. Books not only became a way for me to use my imagination, but as I got older, a way for me to garner the perspectives of other cultures and different people. Reflecting upon those times when I was younger, when I was forced to sit next to my mother for our daily reading sessions, it all seems like a cheap price to pay for a lifetime of exploration. 

 




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I connected to what you wrote. I felt the same way until I read the Percy Jackson series. When I was a child I really didn’t like reading. I found it incredibly boring. I think it is interesting that you talked about being able to experience other places in the world and how that paved a way to a new line of thinking. I agree with you that it is “a cheap price to pay for a lifetime of exploration.” Well said.

   Evan Rosenberg 09.06.18 @ 1:06 pm

Reed, wow, I’m so glad you found your way to reading and its joys after all! Was it the compulsory nature of your early reading instruction that soured you on reading at first, do you think? I wonder if talking with your mom might help you home in on a specific instance or two–whether of of resistance or delight in reading–for your literacy narrative essay.

   Professor Seiler 09.06.18 @ 4:21 pm

When I was a child my mother tried to help me to develop passion with reading. Like you it was super boring for me at first. I deeply agree with you that reading is “a way for me to garner the perspectives of other cultures and different people”. Lots of time just by reading decisions those characters in books make can help me feel less confused about life and myself.

   Julie 09.06.18 @ 9:25 pm



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