I remember being able to write my name before Kindergarten, but not much else. The teachers would go around and help each one of us write our names on a wide slip of paper with lines until we got it right. We could see our names printed everywhere; on our cubbies, on the Birthday board and on all of our personal items we brought to school. It seemed only natural that our names would be one of our first written words. My dad tells me, “One of the very first places I remember you writing your name was in all of your books. You were so proud to own …show more content…
Now 25, I had been out of school for seven long years. I had grown tired of going nowhere with my life and hated feeling stagnant. I was so nervous because I had completely forgotten how to be a critical reader, take notes, and write papers. So far, my experience has been great, my mind feels refreshed and recharged and I am slowly learning how to be an academic learner again. I recently took a poetry class and reinvigorated my love for reading and writing poems. With the help of writing coaches, professors and my peers I am learning how to write and read as efficiently as ever. I know I have a long way to go, but it gets easier with time and