My Writing Experience

Memories of reading and writing in my life, started at a young age. I remember every time I was riding in a car; I would try my best to read every road sign out loud to my mother or father. I would take great joy out of being able to pronounce words that I saw in public and if I was not able to read it, I would work hard to learn how to. Most children did not like the idea of going to bed at night, but I loved it because I knew my mother would read a story or poem to me. Writing was also a big portion of my life when I was a young child. When my teacher would tell our class to write a story I would take that as a challenge. I would try my best to write the best story out of the entire class, and I absolutely loved it. Reading and writing is and always will be one of my favorite past times.
My favorite book my mother would read to me was Where the Sidewalk Ends. I would always think to myself,” I cannot wait until I can read for myself, so I can read as many stories as I want without waiting for my mom to read for me”. As I got older I would always challenge myself to expand my reading capacity, so I could be the best reader out of all of my peers. Not only did reading stories help me excel in school, but it also taught me how to use my imagination and be who I am as a person. Reading books would let me escape from reality for however long the duration of the book was.. Books were contagious to me; I would read one after another until I physically could not hold my eyes open from restlessness. My favorite books as a child were adventure novels, such as Tom Sawyer and Huckleberry Finn. As I progressed as a reader throughout my childhood, I never lost sight of where it all