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The day you learned to read

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The day you learned to read

Post by Leyland » Sat September 20th, 2008, 1:38 am

Do any of you remember when you learned to read? I was in first grade in the days of the 'house' books and distinctly remember a certain point when the letters not only formed words, but the words formed sentences telling me things were happening! Well, Spot was running and Dick was watching Spot run and Jane was doing something or the other, but something huge and momentous clicked for me right then. I got to be somewhere else and I liked it.

I raced through the red house book and the blue house book and so on, while my fellow first graders were not quite so enthusiastic about their new skills. My class was a split, or overflow, comprised of first and second grades in the same classroom, so my teacher let me read all the second grade books as well. A new world was discovered that year and I've never looked back!
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Post by Divia » Sat September 20th, 2008, 1:52 am

I struggled with reading when I was going to school. I started to get better in middle school, but still struggled. I could never read aloud even to this day which makes being an elementary librarian (ick) very difficult. I also still have trouble reading. I screw up my letters and my mind sees words that arent there.
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Post by SonjaMarie » Sat September 20th, 2008, 2:25 am

Mom claims I was reading at 3, of course I don't know if that's true or not, but it just seems I've always been reading. When I was in 3rd (or 4th) grade my teacher singled me out in front of my class to say that I had one of the highest scores on the CAT test for the reading section, that I was reading at 12th grade level. I was very embarassed, I've always hated being in front of a group of people and being the center of attention, still do!

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Post by MLE (Emily Cotton) » Sat September 20th, 2008, 3:19 am

believe it or not, I learned to read late. For one thing, my Mom and older siblings read aloud to me, a LOT. My parents were both what would now be termed ADHD, and what that meant functionally (though they weren't doing it purposely, it was just a way they had figured to survive without being overstimulated) was that we had no TV and no radio programs allowed except classical music (no vocals, unless in strange languages).

We too, got the Dick and Jane books, but we were taught using the 'see, say' method and I sat in the back with my 20/400 vision. I had no clue. My IQ was measured at 88, just slightly higher than Forrest Gump, so nobody thought my not being able to read needed any remedial work. At home, where it might have been noticed, we had first one, and then another of my younger brothers dying of leukemia, a long-drawn out business, so my parents can be excused if they were a little busy. The sibs kept reading to me.
Somewhere around third grade somebody handed me a mystery, and something just 'clicked'. I discovered the school library, a wonderful summer librarian gave me all the Newbery books and stopped to talk about each one as I finished it, and from that point on I have never had my nose out of a book!

Just think, Divia, you are in aposition to be that librarian to some snotty-nosed little kid. They'll thank you the rest of their lives.

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Post by Alaric » Sat September 20th, 2008, 9:45 am

I learned just before I went to school, so I was four-going-on-five then. My nanna used to read to me and then showed me how to read the words and make sense of them. I learned the sort of thing they teach in your first year - reading, writing, simple maths, time, currency, etc - very quickly too.

I used to read a fair bit when I was that age until I was in year 3 (4th year in the UK I think - I was eight) when I had the most awful teacher who made us read the truly most damnable pieces of trash. She was an awful teacher and an equally awful woman who used to quite angrily have a go at us if we didn't read the rubbish she tried to force down our throats, which I basically never did. It really turned me off reading for fun in my own time for years. That wasn't helped by another horrible teacher I had in year 10 who made us read Wuthering Heights. I didn't even bother and just read the cliff-notes.

I only really started reading for fun in my own time again in my later teens, from about seventeen onwards. That first teacher really did a lot of damage and if I saw her again I'd bloody well tell the bitch that. I'm not the only one who hated her and the stuff she forced down our throats.
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Post by pat » Sat September 20th, 2008, 10:57 am

I dont recall having the 'lightglobe moment' when reading. There was so much else going on in my life when I was that age: I was in and out of hospital from the age of three till six or seven. Mum and aunts always read to me, and my big brother let me have a look at his books! I do know mum brought me Twinkle comic to read in hospital!
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Post by diamondlil » Sat September 20th, 2008, 11:22 am

I don't remember a specific day when I could read. I do remember being VERY proud of myself in grade 1 or 2 because I read a really huge book. It ended up being not such a big book (Wind in the Willows), so it must have had very big print.
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Post by Alaric » Sat September 20th, 2008, 11:59 am

Wind in the Willows is still over 300 pages, so that's a great effort at that age!

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Post by Grasshopper » Sat September 20th, 2008, 1:23 pm

I was an early reader. I don't remember when it was that I learned.

I could read and spell and write in cursive and do some math all before kindergarten (I remember being the only one in class to read the word "pronunciation" in 1st grade), but I had trouble tying my shoes. LOL!

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Post by EC2 » Sat September 20th, 2008, 2:08 pm

I remember we were given a first reader when I was five years old. I picked up reading very quickly (unlike maths. We don't talk about that!). I remember that there was the story of Little Red Riding Hood later in the book with an illustration I particularly liked. I was determined to read that story, and being as learning to read came easily, I had an incentive to push on by myself and find out. To me reading wasn't homework or hard work. It was fun. I couldn't read before I went to school but I was read to a great deal.
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