I don’t remember not being able to read I just know I learned how to read when I was three years old. My grandmother told me a story about how I used to turn on the computer in the house and read things off the screen. I was really just going on to play games but I would read words like loading and occasionally some of the dialogue that characters used in the game that I was playing. It used to amaze her from what I have been told. Even though I don’t recall that specific memory I do remember some of the process I went through in learning how to read. My teachers Ms. White and Ms. Williams taught me how to read. I remember when I was in Pre K we would all sit on the carpet and read a book as a class. Some of these books I can still recall the names of like Miss Wishy Washy or The cat in the hat. We would also put up flash cards of words, colors, numbers and other things to help with our vocabulary. Another thing I remember using is a phonics book. I enjoyed doing activities I this book because I felt like I was learning which I clearly was. Sometimes I wish I could go back to those days because I felt like I picked up on things a lot faster than my classmates did. This memory is important to me because I was able to improve myself in a certain category and I even received a reward for being the best male reader in my class at the end of the year. I made my mother proud which is something I still strive to do till this day and that is probably the earliest recollection I have of it.
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