My Childhood
My Childhood
Have you ever thought about a stage of life that you would like to do again? When I was 9 years old, I always told my mom that I wanted to be 15 years old. Every day, I yearned for being a teenager. Now that I am 16 years old, I wish I were the little girl who did not have any worries or reponsabilities. During our lives, we have to pass through many stages since we are born until we die that define our characteristics and personalities. Each one is special and unforgetable. However, I kept lasting beautiful memories about two of them. My childhood and adolescence have taught me that reading is an unknown paradise and dreams have no boundaries.
Firstly, when I was in primary school, the act of reading helped me to discover a fascinated world. I had a teacher who believed that reading was a waste of time. In the same way, she always told us that math is more important than literature. Therefore, I did not feel interested in reading anything for almost one month. Some time later, my teacher was changed and we were intrigated about the new one. Before she told us her name, she gave us a book. Inmediately, Ms. Amy started reading the literary work called "Mi Planta de Naranja Lima". I could not avoid crying with the first two chapters. Since that moment, I realized reading was not a duty or something bad; otherwise, it was part of my life every afternoon where I learned to be
Have you ever thought about a stage of life that you would like to do again? When I was 9 years old, I always told my mom that I wanted to be 15 years old. Every day, I yearned for being a teenager. Now that I am 16 years old, I wish I were the little girl who did not have any worries or reponsabilities. During our lives, we have to pass through many stages since we are born until we die that define our characteristics and personalities. Each one is special and unforgetable. However, I kept lasting beautiful memories about two of them. My childhood and adolescence have taught me that reading is an unknown paradise and dreams have no boundaries.
Firstly, when I was in primary school, the act of reading helped me to discover a fascinated world. I had a teacher who believed that reading was a waste of time. In the same way, she always told us that math is more important than literature. Therefore, I did not feel interested in reading anything for almost one month. Some time later, my teacher was changed and we were intrigated about the new one. Before she told us her name, she gave us a book. Inmediately, Ms. Amy started reading the literary work called "Mi Planta de Naranja Lima". I could not avoid crying with the first two chapters. Since that moment, I realized reading was not a duty or something bad; otherwise, it was part of my life every afternoon where I learned to be