Reading History Memories
I do not really have many memoires about my reading history;
probably because I am old and this is something I haven’t thought about in
twenty some years. As everyone else is more than likely flooded with vivid
memories of their childhood reading memories, I am imagining a dusty filing
cabinet tucked somewhere within my brain, labeled “literary memories”. As I pull
open a rusty drawer that is hardly on the tracks in this cabinet, moths and
dust come fluttering out! So with that being said, this is all I remember.
As a young child, I remember being home with my mom practicing
my ABCs. I also vaguely remember working
on 1980s school paperback workbooks that my mom bought at Walmart. They were
for different subjects like math, reading and practicing writing and possibly
had some word problems. I never went to pre-school, my mom just did her best to
teach me at home. She had no training at all and didn’t even finish high school
herself, but she was patient and I know she tried as hard as she could.
Once I went to Kindergarten I was very shy, but not really
behind the other kids. I have very little memories of Kindergarten through
probably 6th grade, other than who my teachers were. I do remember going
to get milk once in a crate in Kindergarten, but that doesn’t have much to do
with reading!
The only vivid memory I do have regarding reading, is the
internal terror and horrible fear I had of reading aloud in class. I was not as
fast at reading as some of the other kids and I swear I could hear them judging
my abilities and speed against their own as I tried to sputter out the words as
fast as I possibly could. When trying to read as fast as one can, in front of
others, it is very easy to get tongue tied and flustered. I remember hoping and
praying time would run out before I got called on. I was painfully shy and this
exercise of reading allowed seemed like torture to me.
Luckily, I lived through the experience…
posted by Amy's Blog @ 6:05 PM
3 Comments
3 Comments:
When we were asked to do this assignment, it took me a little bit to remember what I did when I was younger. For some reason working with my parents stood out more to me than working with my teachers in elementary, middle, and high school. I don't recall many memories of reading in middle and high school.
Reading out loud has to be one of the scariest things in grade school haha. I knew if we did everyone read a paragraph I would count a head and figure out which one mine was and read it 100 times before my turn so i did not sound like an idiot in front of people. this means i never heard any of the other parts of the reading and thus never learned anything by reading out loud.
Austin, I am cracking up right now! That is exactly what I did. Exactly. How funny.
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