“Chicago,” I said, as we drove past the Chicago Theatre. I remember reading every word that my eyes could catch as we careened down the picturesque streets of downtown Chicago. I was not certain where my driver was taking me at the time, but I knew that I did not want to be in the car with that callous, old woman anymore. She was my caseworker, Ms. Jordan, and she was in charge of finding me a family. My preferred caseworker was Ms. Kelly, she was pleasant and she always made me feel important. She was a very kindhearted woman, that did everything she could to help anybody that needed it. She even took the time to teach me how to read when I was four years old. She always read to me and she bought me new books so that I can practice when I was alone. Unlike Ms. Kelly, Ms. Jordan seemed to be in bad spirits all of the time for no apparent reason. In order to …show more content…
I soon outgrew my shell and began to find out who I really was. I did not pursue writing; I took up dancing instead. I have loved to dance ever since I was a little girl. I just needed the motivation and freedom to do it in public. I joined the dance team at my high school, my sophomore year, and exceeded my own expectations. I loved the popularity and personality being a dancer gave me. My clout went through the roof after joining dance and I loved it. Dancing has the same calming effect that writing has on me. I look at those actions as a system of meditation. Just like writing, dancing takes me to an alternate universe. It makes me feel unrestricted. I will always have a passion for reading and writing because it gave me the push I needed to become a better version of myself. It amazes me how that experience has had a lasting impact on my confidence and creativity. Somehow literacy unexpectedly brought out a person that I didn’t even know existed