Personal Narrative: My Memories Of Reading And Writing

Now I could lie and make up stuff that made me like reading and writing but I see no point in that. Honestly I don’t have a lot of memories of reading and writing from when I was a little kid and I can tell you now that football hasn’t helped me at remembering those memories either. With that being said I do remember some memories, some are good and also bad.

My first memory of reading was when I was little, about 4 or 5, and my mom would read to me when I was going to bed. By far my favorite book that she would read to me was “Where The Wild Things Are”. I loved the way the booked looked with the faded looking colors that made it look old and I loved the pictures of the wild things and how the kid was the king and everyone listened to him and I just loved it. I would make her read it over and over again until I fell asleep. I was so heart-broken when my mom said that they had “accidently” sold it in a garage sale we had one day but that book was my first actual memory that helped me and made me like books.

Going into Kindergarten I was excited because I was never really around kids my age and I wanted to meet new people and …show more content…
As a little kid all I ever wanted to do was go outside and play with my friends and on top of that the house we were living in was right next to a park. But instead of going outside and playing with friends I was trapped inside having to read a book I didn’t even want to read. Also in those years I started to not like writing because I just hate to write especially when you have to read an article and write about it or answer questions because in my mind I don’t see why we have to do it. Why does what I think about that matter and why do I have to write a lot, I was a little kid with little hands and writing a lot starts to hurt your hand and it’s not