Personal Narrative: A Quilt Of A Country

Looking around my darkened room illuminated by the dull green of the glow-in-the-dark stars sticking on the ceiling and a small lamp by my side while I could hear the words of Goodnight Moon narrated by my mother is one of my earliest recollections of reading. Even when I was two and probably wasn't the most vigorous reader at the time, my mother would perpetually find books that she could read and show me the colorful illustrations provided, ranging from small children on playgrounds to princesses in palaces. I can still remember the jaws dropping and eyes bulging whenever my mother would ask, “I’m reading 12 books to her every day. Is that enough?" Eventually I advanced to kindergarten where I would be able to read freely whenever I had …show more content…
If you would have told me during my freshman year English I Honors would be my hardest class in lieu of AP Human Geography, I would have laughed. Ms. Branno was a kind woman, passionate about feminism, animal rights, and George Clooney. No one would have suspected her to be one of the harshest graders at Port Charlotte High School, including me. It was my first essay for her class, “A Quilt of a Country”, that caused a major dent in my passion for reading and writing. I had received an 75%, which isn't the worst grade to receive, but it was a massive blow to my ego. Instead of seeing red scribble marks that said, “Good work!” or, “Great essay!” I found them to read, “OK first start, needs improvement.” When I came home, I proceeded to have an existential crisis, and started doubting myself and everything I have believed in at the age of four. Looking back on the situation, I probably should have not overreacted and accepted the criticism. Since that fiasco two years ago, I have grown as a person and have accepted that I am not the best writer on Earth. I make mistakes, and that is human. I have existed for only 16 years and have so much time ahead of me, so it is important for me to remember I am constantly improving as a person, and eventually I will reach a point of

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