My Reading History

For as long as I can remember me and reading did not fall under the same category. Therefore my reading history is not the best one. In my whole life I probably read two books.When I was growing up reading didn't play a big part in my household. So I really never read any books, or books was not no where in my agenda. I first notice my reading problem the fifth grade where I notice I would get nervous while reading out loud. I would start hesitating and then finally give up. After the fifth grade I really did not want to read out loud again, and to make matters worse I had to do a reading test in the sixth grade were I had to read out loud in the class. When I started middle school I was put in a reading class were my reading got a little better and I started to read other books. The last book I remember reading is called A Letter a Young Brother, by Hill Harper. This book was worth my time and effort to learn how to read with understanding about what I read. The next book I read recently was named Twenty-Three Minutes in Hell, which was quiet interesting, and this why I choose this class to become a better reader and to learn how to the best I can be. I also know that this class will help me in my English classes, because I am learning the meaning of different words and how to write a sentence without fewer errors.