Books Have Greatly Impacted My Life

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Books Have Greatly Impacted My life.
My earliest childhood memories of reading and writing would be as a small child. I don't remember the exact moment of learning to read, but I do remember the journey. I don’t really remember reading any books I wasn’t interests in book when I was young, except a comic book, maybe that’s because I was never really read to consistently.my mother is the one who force me to study every single day of my childhood life. My mother claims to have read to me some when I was a younger, I don’t remember it. My mother would read me storybooks that had pictures and they would show me the pictures after they read the text. I must have been around four to five years old. I remember being read a book with picture on it. Life isn’t easy, but worth it at last .My mother struggle was long. I swear I would never be like my mother. She is going through a lot of obstacle and struggle through her life, sort of cut into her time for entertaining me with funny book. Comics taught me how to read, held my interest, and in addition to literacy, gave me
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When I was a six year old and went to school, I was introduced to the first real book Alice and jerry, who played all the time and had such a wonderful life. This is pretty interesting, I just started reading comics regularly. Jerry and Alice were brother and sister and even had a dog named jip, when I first start reading that book I thought that “jip” was a nice name for a dog. I always wanted that dog for my own, I told my mother I plans to make my dog name is jip. Guess what my brother who was born that year was name at my choice? He don’t like it. He hates me for it, and I am so disappointment that time because I always wanted to be like Alice and jerry and I have always thought him being as my sweet brother. I can tell you in all honesty, he didn’t end up being a

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