The word literacy can cause an overwhelming amount of stress in one's mind. Growing up, I have felt the pressure weigh on me even when I began to think of the word literacy. This thought of pressure and stress has caused me to become unmotivated when being motivated is the key element to reading and writing. I had it set in my mind at which there was no purpose behind literacy. I just saw it as lines smothered together and people would proclaim them as “literature”. As I was first introduced to the world of reading and writing as a little girl, I was fascinated by it. Reading was very interesting and it brought me to a world where my mind could imagine more than what was reality. I was proud to write and read to my parents …show more content…
I could never word things in the right way to where people could understand me. Using the knowledge of my words to my full ability was difficult and I struggled with grammar and punctuation. I felt as if there was this weight on my shoulders and a drape which covered my mind. This made me feel unintelligent to myself and look puny to others. I slowly stopped writing. It was hard because I really enjoyed writing. It was a way to escape my mind and glue it onto a paper representation of my opinions, feelings, emotions, and experiences. Although my mind had a different route than I …show more content…
I want to read and write, but at the same time I don’t. There’s always that constant reminder in my brain that tells me I won’t be as good as everyone else. Every stage of my life which I have gone through has led me to this exact point. The struggles I have overcome were merely obstacles in my path to success. Despite being hidden from the world, I still had a little light left inside of me. The tremulous light of poetry had shimmered inside me since middle school. I wanted to express all my emotions somehow. I didn’t have the best grammar and I didn’t always set up the storyline right. Being alone behind my four walls had blocked the negativity from the outside world; therefore, I didn’t care if what I wrote was illiterate. It was my form of medication to ease my throbbing mind to feel a release, so I continued to do it. The poems were much like a diary to me: quick, simple, and expressive. Life obstacles also had an effect on my education as a whole. I’ve had a lot happen in the past which has caused me to miss a tremendous amount of school. This is another reason why I feel as though I will always be behind based on where I'm supposed to be. High school had showed me the importance of trying and focusing on how to better improve my education. The little kid I once was had come out of me and begun to focus on literacy again. My motivation still shakes when seeing I got a lower score than others on an English test,