Personal Narrative: The Giving Tree
As a young boy, I remembered myself reading the book, The Giving Tree. Though I didn’t understand much, I knew that reading for me seemed delightful. At first, interpreting the book wasn’t difficult, but reading it was the utmost problem for me. I couldn’t for the thought of me get some of the pronunciation of some words. Maybe the cause of this problem was my age. But that day I knew that reading wasn’t going to be as difficult along as I learn the pronouncing of many new words.
By the time I was in the 5th grade I had already been reading a lot of books. Many of the books were interesting, some not so much. Some were also simple, but most were difficult. I had this one book I always favourited called, Diary of a Wimpy Kid. It was my childhood
By the time I was in the 5th grade I had already been reading a lot of books. Many of the books were interesting, some not so much. Some were also simple, but most were difficult. I had this one book I always favourited called, Diary of a Wimpy Kid. It was my childhood