When I Want To Be Taught In Literature

When I was 5 years old my parents were told I could skip kindergarten and go straight to first grade because I could read, write, and count before my peers. At 5 years old my twin brother started showing the signs of having dyslexia. My parents decided it would be best for the two of us to be together so I stayed on the normal track for elementary school. The first time I ever noticed he and I were different was that same year; he had a computer game that taught sight words that my dad would make him complete a level a night. After a couple minutes he would get upset and begin to cry because he didn’t know the answers, so I would whisper each one into his ear. Throughout elementary school I taught him the reading and writing skills that he would struggle with, this empathized the lessons I was taught in literature because I had to know it well enough to become the teacher. My history of wanting to be proficient enough to teach has made me the …show more content…
These stories felt like hundreds of different sequels for the same book, they could make any character come back to life or disappear with just their imaginations and a keyboard; something I thought only published authors could do. After years of reading I decided it was possible for me to write my own account of the new endings . I would write for about 2-3 hours a day and read until my eyes would no longer stay open at night, this daily practice improved my writing skills profusely. On many of my stories people would even leave feedback on what I could do to improve my writing skills, this constructive criticism made it even more exciting because I knew with every story my writing skills were getting more advanced. This was the first time in my life that writing didn't feel like a chore, I wasn't writing for a grade; I was writing for