High School Vs Middle School Essay

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Throughout High school and Middle school I always preferred writing to sitting

down and reading a book. Elementary school was a time of exploring both reading and

writing so at that point in time I did a lot of both. When I was younger I enjoyed reading

for the images on the pages and also the ones that were created in my head. My mother,

Lisa, and father, Mark, would take turns reading bedtime stories to my sister, Amanda,

and me to expose us to new language and literature. Sometimes Amanda and I would

read the stories to each other too so that we could learn to read ourselves. A Helms family

tradition we do each year on Christmas Eve is read “Twas the Night before Christmas”

aloud in our living room by the fireplace while surrounded by our
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Sometimes when we were bored we

would practice our typing skills by going on Microsoft Word and have a competition on

who could write the best story. My mom would judge and the end result would always be

a tie, of course. Similarly we created Power Points, which involved researching

companies and reading about what kinds of products that they made and sold.

During elementary school the part of the week that I looked forward to most was

when we got to go to the library and pick out which book we would get to read. Once a

year we would take a placement test to see which reading level we were at, which

corresponded to a colored sticker that each book had. When it came to reading I generally

leaned towards pieces that were adventurous or mysterious, even if the selection was

more advanced than my suggested reading level. There was a seating area in the library

that almost looked like a miniature amphitheater that I would get comfortable in to read

my novel. The Magic Tree House books were always my favorites because of the

constant adventure. My craving for figuring out what was going to happen next kept me

reading and excited me most.

Morgan Helms

ENG

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