Reflection On How To Wash Your Dog

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When I was in the fifth grade, I was assigned to write a book. The assignment was to write a “How to” book, and you could choose whatever it was about. So, I came up with my topic and I believed it was the beginning on the greatest book of all time. I spent time hand illustrating and writing every word on every page. Then, all I had left to do was make the title and cover of the book. With a lot of thought, I chose to call my book How to Wash Your Dog, it was literally steps on washing a dog. Looking back on it, this really was not a great book, but as a young fifth grader I thought it was a work of art. It caused me to have an appreciation for authors and all of the work they have to go through to make the plot of a book desirable to read. …show more content…
After I had written How to Wash Your Dog, and got a good grade on it, my love for reading soared. I just wanted to get my hands on every book I could see. I remember that one of my favorite books was Number the Stars by Lois Lowry. My teacher would read chapters to us every day and I became very invested in the story of the Danish girl striving to get her Jewish friends to safety from the Nazis. My teacher read different books to us weekly and reading time was my favorite time. I thought they were so interesting and I enjoyed being able to imagine that I was a part of the story. The tables started to turn when the Twilight series became popular. All of my friends, cousins, and sister were reading it, so naturally I wanted to read the series too. The chatter about the books had gotten unbearable. One day when I came home from school, I asked my mother if she would let me read these Twilight books everyone was talking about. My mother quickly turned down my request because I was “too young” and “too immature” to read them because they are a higher level and more mature. I got really upset, I tried arguing the “but mom everybody is reading them!” card but she responded with “well you are not everybody.” I tried for weeks to get the “okay” from my mother, but constantly getting turned down, soon I gave up on my mission to read Twilight. My actions of giving up triggered a negative reaction. I became uninterested in reading and my love for books faded

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