Accelerated... What???

Honestly, I couldn’t tell you the exact way I started reading. It probably had to go along the lines of my teacher making us read for a program called Accelerated Reader, which all the students called “AR”.  My family has never been the most active readers so reading was not enforced in my home. The thing I remember the most about reading when I was little is when my mom would sit down with me on the floor and read me Dr. Sues or “Clifford the Big Red Dog”. And I actually remember enjoying that and wanting to read more until the 4^th grade. That’s when everything changed.

In the 4^th grade is when my teachers started to enforce AR. When they told us that we had to read because it was a part of our grade I died inside. I remember it like it was yesterday, every day after lunch the teacher would sit down and make us read. It was like taking the legs off of an Olympic runner. It is just something that you shouldn’t do. As the days passed the reading got less and less dreadful and I eventually got to the point to where I wanted to read. But then again, I got older and I entered Junior High. At the junior high I went to we didn’t have to read AR, but my teachers gave you detention if you didn’t read so you had too.  Reading has always been forced onto me so I have never really enjoyed it. But just like the last time, there was that one book that turned things around for me. That book was “The Light In The Forrest”. I don’t remember who wrote it but it really got me more involved in my readings.

 I don’t want to sound like a recorder stuck on replay but again; there was that one book that was just absolutely horrible. Every time I hear that name I just tremble in its wretchedness. But then, it hit me! I couldn’t just read one type of books and expect me to enjoy every single one of them, I had to expand my resources. That was the year that I read “Great Expectations” by Charles Dickens. It was a great book and I Immediately fell in love with it. It was like right up my ally. Mystery with a bit of history is one of my favorite types of stories. Man I can’t explain to you all how much I love that book.

I don’t like the way I learned to read to be honest. I would much rather have my mom or dad come to my bed and night and read me a chapter or 2 of my book. It would be a lot more enjoyable and it would also create some bonding time.

I think that people shouldn’t make their kids/students read. Yes it expands your vocabulary and make you smarter but they will get nothing out of it if you force it upon them. This is coming from a person experience. Thanks for reading! Have a good day.

I am

I am motivated and enthusiastic
I wonder what my future holds
I hear the shouts of the people in the stands
I see a 3-2 count in the bottom of the ninth inning
I am motivated and enthusiastic

I pretend that I feel no presure
I feel overwelmed
I touch the tape on my bat
I worry that I will not be good enough
I cry tears of joy
I am motivated and enthusiastic

I understand that everyone fials
I say never give up
I dream that i will go all the way
I try to do my best
I hope I will be good enough
I am motivated and enthousiasic

Not Your Average Angel

             "Treat others the way you would want to be treated" is a line that most people often take for granted. Do you really treat people the way you want tot be treated? Do you respect others? In the story "A Very Old Man With Enormous Wings" no one respects him.

             It all starts when this couple is walking down the road and they notice and angle sitting on the ground, but this is not your average angel. People treat this angle like dirt. The story describes him with " huge buzzard wings, dirty and half plucked were forever entangled in the mud." that's not how any angel should be treated.

             Not only did the people of the town neglect him. They took it to the point to where they out him in a cage and then charged an admission to come see him. That is inhumane. You should not be able to trap another person in a cage like an animal. If someone did that to me I wold not be that happiest person in the world.

             One of my pet peeves is when people get mad when a person disrespects them while they have been disrespecting people their whole lives. In America, people are so used to being disrespectful that they don't even realize that that person is being disrespectful. The one thing that still amazes me today is at the end of the story when the angel fly away. It sent a powerful message.

             It shows that no matter how bad you are treated, to never stoop down to their level. That is a hard thing do to in today's society. This is a great story to read for people of all ages to teach people about respect. Respect is something that can carry you a long way in life. Just remember, "Treat others the way you would want to be treated".