Literacy Reflection

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Throughout the years, I’ve come to the realization that literacy and comprehension has continuously not been my strongest suit. I did not know how to read until the first grade, resulting me being placed in the special table during reading time. Additionally, I did not know how to write until the second grade, and even then it was essential for me to spend one on one time with the teacher. It was difficult for me to seek from help from my parents because they were still learning English, hence them coming to the United States from Argentina where Spanish is the national language. Although their English was conversational, their writing and reading was not proficient. Yet, I received disappointed reactions when report cards would have “Needs …show more content…
I felt helpless and inadequate; not up to par with the other student in my class. Sometimes in my reading group, we would read out loud, and I was always so nervous about messing up. Of course, as children, we did not know how to control our emotions, noises, or our comments. I would stutter and mispronounce words, and kids would unknowingly giggle and make fun of me. This led me to dislike being in a group because I was afraid as being labeled the “dumb” or “stupid” one. It is not that I disliked reading, I just did not want to be thought of less than. To this day, I am still scared of reading out loud because it is still nerve-racking. During my time in elementary school, I vividly remember having to bring home audio tapes for Froggy Goes To School when assigned reading homework, so I would listen and follow along in my book to strengthen my comprehension skills. My mom would often assert me to read, but it was never encouraging enough. I came to understand that she was struggling and frustrated because she has never had to go through this with my brother, just