Sometimes A Struggle

Sometimes a Struggle; Always a Blessing
Highs, lows, and mediocres are all different stages we repetitively experience throughout our lives. Experiences throughout life are what shape us into the people we are currently. Similarly to this concept is the evolution of my literary background. There has been the highs at which I accomplish a goal I’ve been working for, but also the lows at which I am struggling to grasp onto a new concept that is being introduced to me. Comparing my literary background to this idea of an evolution seems to be fitting since all those stages and those experiences have molded together to create the literate person that I am currently. From first fluently reading and comprehending story books, to reflecting and summarizing …show more content…
The big lazy boy was always the destination of relaxation after a long day of work for my father and a big day at the babysitters for me. I enjoyed the big comfy chair for multiple reasons, but there was one reason that always shined above all the others. That reason was the fact that I knew I was guaranteed to be read at least one story. As any child loves constant attention, I knew that I would have that while being read to. Seeing as how I was the baby of my family, I never really had a problem getting someone to take the time to read to me. The attention I would receive during this time was definitely something I cherished, but being able to connect and understand those big words on the pages of those stories is what really intrigued me. Being the more reserved and shy type of child, I never really had the desire to seek anyone’s attention unless it was mom, dad, my brother, grandparents, or any close family. When it came to preschool, I preferred to just sit back and observe until it came to story time. I loved story time. This passion for story time continued into my early elementary school years also. Since I had always had the passion to be able to read, and be read to, I was pretty natural when it came to actually being taught how to read. We always had “guided reading time” which is when we would be put into reading groups based on our reading levels. At first I didn’t really understand the concept of the different levels, but I soon figured it out. Mom, I remember, had pointed out one day that I was at a higher level of reading than some others in my class. I was extremely proud of this. This was the point in my journey where reading hit the highest level of interest on my