Essay on High School And Middle School
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 three dogs. This
tradition started when I was very young and sometimes I required help pronouncing
words but my older siblings were more than willing to assist me. My most memorable
Christmas reading was when it began snowing while I read the final pages of the story.
As an excited little girl I ran outside screaming and shouting and sticking my tongue out
to catch the snowflakes on my tongue.
My older siblings were very influential when it came to my reading and writing.
My brother is seven years older than me and always pushed me to be as great as I could
at everything I tried. He made me practice basketball and soccer with him after dinner
virtually every night until I was in about sixth grade. The same way he pushed…