Learning to read and write may seem to be easy now, however, everybody struggled at least once at some point in their life. My mom would get me books to read, but would never tell me bedtime stories, thus at night I would grab one of the books and slowly comprehend each word as I looked at the pictures. I would then try to draw the picture in the book and try to write the same words that were in the book. It looked all gibberish, nevertheless, it was worth the try. My mom would smile and say that I did a good job even when I knew I didn’t, however, what surprised her the most was when I would actually read the books to her. I would then point at the picture and match the words with the picture. For example, if there was a monster in the book I would say monster and then point at in the picture. Not only did she know that I could read some words, she knew I understood what those words meant. Now all I want to do is read on my own since when I was little I didn’t get read to. I do not like to participate in group readings as it makes me feel less concentrated. Moreover, I also ended up falling asleep in class because I am not engaged in the reading as much if all I’m doing is looking at words and listening to someone speak. When I read books, I like to become the character. I will make voices and sound effects if it talks about a door creaking or a loud bang. This makes each voice and sound effect come alive in my mind and pulls me into the book even more. I remember one day I started to get bored of books without pictures because those were the only books I read when I was little. That’s when I got introduced to manga. Manga are these books made in Japan that you read backwards from the back of the book to the front. They have more pictures than words and it was like reading a TV show. Those books helped me learn some Japanese but it also created images in my head whenever I read a book without pictures. That’s when I started to appreciate...
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