Persevere Through Struggle
My moment of literacy certainly came from the time spent in my American Dream Honors course during my Sophomore year of high…
“Literacy Narrative” by: GianCarlo Diaz
Some of the most important times in your life may be when you first learned how to ride a bike, or when you learn how to swim. There are so many cognitive memories that impact our everyday lives. What most people forget, is the moment they created the everyday ability to read or write.
Growing up reading wasn’t really my thing. If I’m being honest at some points I hated reading because it bored me and every time I started I just wanted to be done. Though I had such a strong dislike for reading I wasn’t necessarily bad at it. In fact, when I first started to…
Before this moment reading was a chore to me. You could not get me to read unless it was completely necessary. Throughout my childhood like most children I was read to, but when it came to reading on my own it seemed so boring and unnecessary. My mom has always…
Greenville, Mississippi
The high school I attended was rather small. I had about 45 students in my graduating class. There were around 200 students enrolled, including middle school. The academic wing consisted of a first and second floor, although the first half of the upper floor was designated for middle school and the…
Alexis Watson
I loved school before I entered kindergarten. Preschool was easy; I had friends in class, naptime, dress up costumes, and best of all, we had story time. I raced to the far left of the carpet whenever my teacher read to us; that way, I’d be the first student to see…
In order to prove yourself you must believe in yourself, but to believe in yourself do you have to prove yourself? In the first grade, I learned the difference between believing in yourself and proving yourself. Once a week Mrs. Clark would lead our homeroom class to the school library. From the…
Sitting in my second grade classroom, eight year-old me was prepared only for the basic lesson planned for that day. Writing, math, reading — I cannot remember.
What I can remember, however, is the short lady in a green dress that entered…
The story of how 7th Grade me went from being careless, to confident in all aspects of school, especially English class.
As my 7th Grade school year began to progress into the late spring and early summer months, classes became increasingly easier and far more laid…
