Personal Narrative: My Literacy

Growing up in an Indian family, literacy has always been one of the most important things. The only education my dad ever received was a high school diploma. My mom, on the other hand, was fortunate enough to go to college. Being the oldest child in the family, my parents held high expectations of me. As a famous saying goes, “Always my mother, forever my friend.” My mom taught me almost everything I know. Ranging from how to tie my shoelaces, to how to ride a bike, to how to cook and clean, and much more. I was extremely lucky to not only receive a great education at school, but also have a second educator at home. My mom’s responsible for one very important aspect of my life, which is my literacy. Not only did she teach me how to read and write, she also taught me how to communicate properly. From an early age, I remember my mom reading bedtime stories to me every night before she tucked me in. My favorite books to read as a child were Dr. Seuss’ “Cat in the Hat” books. Random surprises of books from my parents always put a big smile on my face. I felt like I was on top of the world. Typical young girls around the age of seven and eight want Barbie dolls and play houses as toys. …show more content…
I realized that reading books didn’t make me seem like a loser. In fact, everyone thought I was extremely smart. During seventh grade, my school held a reading competition called “Strive for 25.” Students were expected to read twenty-five books over a period of time and take a test on each. In order to get an award and a picture in the newspaper, the student must’ve passed all the tests with an average of eighty percent or higher. At first I second guessed myself and didn’t think I would be able to do it, but my mom told me otherwise. She not only encouraged me to read, but she also took the time out to read those books with me. My mom sparked my interest and passion for reading all over