What Is My Literacy Journey?

I remember what Pre-K was like. Imagine little Elvia. She 's at St. Edwards Catholic Church and School. She is quiet. Her first language is Spanish and it is what she speaks at home the most. She understands English because it is what her father speaks, but she doesn’t speak it much. She listens to the kids and teachers around her and eventually catches onto the language a little more. She hates the English language! Fast-forward. Now she 's at the end of kindergarten. In order to pass onto first grade she is asked a series of questions. She is stubborn. One of the questions is to count. Clearly, it has to be in English and because of that she does not want to do it." One, two, three, four, cinco, seis siete, ocho", and the counting goes on …show more content…
That is also where my philosophical equation begins. Part one: if A is B. Elvia is Elvira 's, her mother 's, daughter. B is C. Elvira is educated and finds education to be of high importance. A is C. Therefore, Elvia, at this stage in her story, is beginning to be educated and is beginning to find education to be of high importance as well. Additionally, this is where my mom began to be my biggest literacy sponsor by putting me in a private school, buying me books, and making sure that I knew both English and …show more content…
I don’t remember much about reading in first grade. All I remember is that some girl that was in eighth grade would come in and read to me. We each had an eighth grader as a "buddy", but I never got close to mine. I was quite shy and I was too afraid of her to pay attention to anything that she read to me. If I would have paid attention she definitely could have been considered a small literacy sponsor, but that was an opportunity lost because around second grade I no longer had anyone to read to me. I had to read books for myself and that was when noticed that I struggled with reading, but I didn’t know why. As a result, I began to go to tutoring. Honestly, I only went because it got me out of class. We read the Biscuit Storybook Collection and that was all that we read. They were filled with pictures and had about three to five words on each page. I knew I struggled with reading, but I wasn 't that bad. It was too easy, but my mom paid for me to go because she knew that reading is a big part of a person 's