I have always been a paper and pencil kind of person.
These are small memories, here and there, that I can remember…
-I constantly
colored in coloring books that I had at home; Barbie ones, Cinderella ones,
Barney ones.
-I remember lying
down on the ground in front of the TV at my dad’s house and bugging him over
and over to come lie down and color with me. He eventually came over and
colored in the Barbie coloring book with me.
-I would
always notice the little sentences of text that are at the bottom of every page
in the coloring books.
-I would draw
in notebooks, draw with chalk on the driveway.
-I remember
mom doing crafts, and she would let me join in; homemade Christmas ornaments,
Halloween decorations.
-She would
always display what was created!
-Rhyming game
with my grandma-every time I was in the car with my grandma going somewhere we
would play The Rhyming Game, which included her and I coming up with rhyming
pairs- when I made up words that weren’t actually real, or didn’t really rhyme
she would tell me they didn’t work, and I would have to come up with a new one.
-Mother read
to my sister and I in bed most nights.
-My favorite
books were The Pixie Tales that she read just to me.
The books were small fictional chapter books.
They were something that my mom and I shared.
She would help me read the chapters when I felt like trying to read.
There were stickers in the back of the book that made it interesting.
They were adventurous and magical books that surprised me because it
was so unlike real life.
-Once my
younger sister, Amber, started school she began to develop her reading skills
very quickly-this made me want to push myself to be a really good reader as
well.
-I remember
being in my 4th grade English class, and the teacher often chose me
to read out loud because she said I was a great out loud reader. I liked that
because I was told I was good at it.
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