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"Peaks
and Valleys"
My
literacy history resembles a mountain road. From the time I entered
kindergarten until last semester, the path was marked with steep hills
and deep valleys. I experienced many periods of feeling joy at the
thought of reading, but there were many more times that I felt tortured.
Along this up-and-down road, there have been many people and experiences
that have influenced my feelings. Some were really great, while others
I choose to forget. However three people had the greatest influence
on my reading habits. They were my parents, my tenth grade English
teacher, and Dr. Daughenbaugh.
My
parents taught me to read before I entered kindergarten. They always
told me that I learned very fast. I can remember having an endless
supply of books. Every time we went to the grocery store, Wal-Mart
or even garage sales, I wanted my parents to buy me books. However,
besides buying me the books, I was own my own. My parents felt that
since I was such an independent child there was no reason to read
to me. Instead, I would read to myself as they watched television.
So, when I entered kindergarten I had a burning passion to read. However,
it was not long after I started kindergarten that the television bug
bit me. My parents were short on time and patience, so instead of
reading with me, they sat me in front of the television. Soon after,
my thoughts were consumed by Sesame Street and Fraggle Rock. Little
did I know that this pattern of coming home after school and watching
television would continue until I entered high school.
The
rest of elementary and middle school was the same story. I never read,
nor did my English teachers require me to read. Instead of not having
to read in ninth grade, I chose not to. I was in high school, so playing
and boys were much more important to me. A guidance counselor suggested
that I take advanced placement courses because my reading and language
arts scores were very high. I decided to give it a shot. So in tenth
grade, I was placed in Mrs. Ryan’s advanced placement English
class. On the first day of class, she handed us our book list and
informed us that we would read every book on the list. The first book
we were required to read was The Count of Monte Cristo. I cringed
when she said she expected us to have read it by the next week. It
was the first time in years that a teacher had required me to read
a novel. However, the passion that I had once felt quickly reappeared.
Mrs. Ryan kept the fire burning thanks to her dramatic reading style.
She expected us to share her enthusiasm, and we soon learned that
her enthusiasm was contagious. We enjoyed watching her reenact death
scenes on top of her desk, or acting out seizures by convulsing on
the floor. Everyday was a brand new experience that kept us begging
for more. By the end of the year, I was going home and reading books
rather than watching MTV! For the next couple of years, I read daily
and enjoyed every minute of it. When I entered college, however, the
fire quickly died.
My
first two years at South Alabama were a breeze. Almost every professor
I had handfed us the test. There was no reason to read, so television
resurfaced as the source of entertainment. I spent at least 6 hours
a day watching television during my first two years at South. Then
one day, I entered the room of Dr. Daughenbaugh. Filled with horror
stories of the workload and number of books we had to read, I already
knew that I would hate her class. As I looked at the syllabus, I thought
to myself, “There is no way that one teacher can expect so much
out of us. She’s out of her mind!” I looked for any way
possible around reading the books. When I could not find one, I accepted
defeat and began to read. It did not have much impact on me at the
time, besides causing me incredible amounts of stress. However, late
one night during Christmas break I became very restless. I was exhausted,
but I couldn’t sleep. So, I searched until I found a book to
read. That night I spent two hours reading! The next morning I reflected
on the experience. It was not until then that I made the connection.
When I had to read for Dr. Daughenbaugh’s class, I always read
right before I fell asleep. It had become a habit that was impossible
for me to shake! Now, every night before I get in bed, I find a book.
Whether it is a textbook or a magazine, I have to read before I can
fall asleep. No matter how hard I try, I cannot fall asleep without
reading and watching television is no substitute!
I
have learned so much in reflecting on my own experiences. I have come
to understand that my parents did the best they could. No one ever
showed them research to support reading to young children. I know
that if they had known, they would have read to me ten times a day.
I also know that I am very fortunate to have encountered teachers
like Mrs. Ryan and Dr. Daughenbaugh. The lessons that I learned from
these two teachers have greatly influenced my feelings towards reading
as well as they way that I will teach my children one day. I will
strive to provide as many books as possible to my children. I will
read to them daily from a variety of genres in the hopes of sparking
an interest in each child. When I read, I will read with a passion
that even Mrs. Ryan would be proud of! My classroom library will be
as big as my room can hold, and my children will have multiple opportunities
to read during the day. I will provide lessons that require children
to think critically about what they have read, as well as ones that
are fun and engaging! I will not make children write book reports
and read them in front of the class. Instead, I will have them act
out a favorite scene, illustrate their favorite part of a book, or
write an alternate ending. My children will be surrounded by print.
I will showcase different authors in order to open the children’s
eyes to the amount and variety of books available to them! These activities
barely scratch the surface of my plan! I believe that in doing these
things, my children will share in my enthusiasm and that I will foster
a love of reading that can withstand their not-so-great experiences
and the not-so-great people who may not encourage them to read. It
is my goal to be a teacher that has an incredible impact on my students,
the same type of impact that my Mrs. Ryan and Dr. Daughenbaugh had
on me.