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How To Read And Write Autobiography
It has been a long time since I learned to read and write. I grew up in a small town middle of nowhere in Brazil, and I lived in a coffee farm until I was 12 years old. My parents were very simple and uneducated, who lived life to work. I started school at 1st grade level (no kindergarten that time) when I was 6 years old. I don’t remember if I knew any reading or numbers, I think I didn’t know anything about reading and writing. I learned all that in the school. I remember that I learned the alphabet first, then the sounds of the letters, the different sounds of combined letter, consonants, and vowels. Then I started to learn some mixed vowels and consonants, then words. My teacher was nice but she was very strict. When she was in bad mood …show more content…
They were mostly books about adventures for the grade level I was. Later in middle and high school, I read books about romance, drugs, novels, series, etc. All the books I read that time were books that I got in the schools. My parents never spent money on books for me because books were not cheap and easy to buy that time and where I lived. All the books I read were from the school or from friends.
I think I wrote some words and then started tor read in the end of first grade. I don’t remember exactly. As I said, when I started school I didn’t know anything about reading or writing but I was fascinated with the idea of learning.
My Math teacher made a difference on my reading life. He always had good books to lend me. My appreciation for reading increased with many books he suggested. I’m very glad he was in my life to help to develop my reading skills. Although, I had to learn a new language when I moved to United Sates. I still enjoy reading. My favorite books are the fiction books. I still enjoyed the feeling of traveling to different worlds and be part of adventures. If a book has a kingdom, king, historical pieces, new languages, weird people, villains, and a hero, that it will be a book I’ll

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