“My Crazy but Funny Literacy Experiences” In this literacy narrative I will give an in depth insight as to how I became literate. It will also show my earliest memory of becoming literate. It will tell the struggles that I faced as being a blocker and the obstacles that I faced with different literacy sponsors. It will also tell how I eventually came to respect the rules of literacy and writing. It shows the reader that every person has different and similar struggles when they start to become literate. And that becoming literate doesn 't only benefit them in English class. It helps in any thing in life. It’s about having the knowledge about the things going on around them. This
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I realized I was a blocker when it came time for me to write my history papers. I loved history class and it was my favorite class. But the only thing I didn’t like was when we had to write papers on our personal opinion on different topics in history. I would have a problem with this because I didn’t want to give too much of my opinion but then again I didn’t want to provide too little detail. This also started to become a problem when I was writing in English class, but little did I know that this would be the time that I excelled the most with my writing. My tenth grade English teacher Ms. Jones wasn’t the easiest teacher but yet she was the most motivational. The fact that I have Multiple Sclerosis, she became aware of my disease, but she didn’t throw me a pity party, she instead helped me use this as one of my motivations to become a better writer. One day Mrs. Jones told the class to write a poem on anything we wanted and to turn it in. Little did I know she sent our poems off to a book company and a select few of our poems (including my own) were published in a national poetry book. This was a huge accomplishment to me. It opened my eyes to the thought that maybe I was doing something right in my writing. This was when I felt that it was okay to write freely when I wrote my
I realized I was a blocker when it came time for me to write my history papers. I loved history class and it was my favorite class. But the only thing I didn’t like was when we had to write papers on our personal opinion on different topics in history. I would have a problem with this because I didn’t want to give too much of my opinion but then again I didn’t want to provide too little detail. This also started to become a problem when I was writing in English class, but little did I know that this would be the time that I excelled the most with my writing. My tenth grade English teacher Ms. Jones wasn’t the easiest teacher but yet she was the most motivational. The fact that I have Multiple Sclerosis, she became aware of my disease, but she didn’t throw me a pity party, she instead helped me use this as one of my motivations to become a better writer. One day Mrs. Jones told the class to write a poem on anything we wanted and to turn it in. Little did I know she sent our poems off to a book company and a select few of our poems (including my own) were published in a national poetry book. This was a huge accomplishment to me. It opened my eyes to the thought that maybe I was doing something right in my writing. This was when I felt that it was okay to write freely when I wrote my