My mother never read books to me when I was younger so I didn 't really know anything about how to read nor was I very interested in learning until my uncle started working with me. My mother and stepfather were both quite mean and abusive. As I got older I used reading to cope with my dysfunctional home life. I would read to stay out of trouble and out of my parents way, but I would also get in trouble for reading or it would be used as punishment. For instance, if I was reading at bedtime, I would get grounded for reading and my books would be taken away. I remember one time when I was in first grade getting a ride to school with my friend and her grandmother because I had mised the bus. When my stepfather found out he mde me read two books about kids who were kidnapped and murdered. One was called "St. Joseph 's Children" and the other was called "The Murder of Little Annie". Because I ended up enjoying these books, I never told my parents that reading them was anything but …show more content…
I would get there as early and stay as late as I could. I would help the teachers with anything if they needed anything or I would just go to the library and read, which was what I preferred to do. I have always had pretty good reading comprehension skills and did well with anything that didn 't have to do with numbers. I wasn 't every any good at math or science, but excelled in subjects like English, reading, history, and spelling. These classes were my favorite and my teachers worked hard to make sure I would succeed in my education by not letting me get frustrated and give