Literacy Vignette

            Being the youngest of three children, in my earliest years, it was often hard for me to accept the fact that I could not do the things my brother and sister could.  Perhaps this is why I would pick up random books and create my own words before I learned to read.  My parents had the greatest influence on my reading development and from summer reading programs to reading the bible as a family, my life has been extremely literacy rich.  My parents knew how important good reading skills were, so Dad would read me bedtime stories like “Love You Forever”, and Mom stayed actively involved in my learning experiences by being a parent volunteer so she could be in my classroom with me.  When I began reading in school, it was comforting to know that since my parents had taken the time to work with me, I could be confident reading aloud among my peers.

            One particular event in my life forced me to appreciate literacy.  When I was ten years old, my father passed away and to this day it is an experience I am unable to discuss with anyone.  While undergoing my state of depression, the only comfort in my life was a pen and a blank sheet of paper.  The thoughts and emotions would flow from my heart through my hands.  Being able to turn to writing has made me realize just how important literacy is and I have carried this knowledge with me since.

            Attitudes towards reading are developed at such an early age.  Therefore, as a teacher it will be my responsibility to encourage reading and writing in the most positive way.  Thanks to my background, that should not be difficult.