Childhood Reading

Coming up through my childhood days as a little boy there where two people that taught me how to read. Those people were my grandma and uncle. They taught me in different ways. My grandma read to me so that I can hear the words from another voice and wanted me to get the understanding of what she was reading. She used to quiz me on what she read sometimes the night before or even a week before. I’m glad she did that because that helped me understand what the book was about and I had a clear mind on what to do when my teacher gave us a quiz on our reading homework.  Whereas my uncle, he use to make me read out loud to him. My first time reading to him I was about 7 and was very nervous because he was strict on me with school because of how bad I was. When I read to him, I used to have to sound out the words to myself because he wouldn’t help me. I used to get mad because I couldn’t get the words right, but as I kept reading I started reading better. I was glad he made me sound things out on my own.