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Alberto The Dancing Alligator: My Analysis

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When I was four to five years old I started receiving books for my birthday, Christmas and every celebration. I read every book I received repeatedly. A friend’s house, a pool party or a road trip – whatever the occasion may be, I always brought a book along to read. Eventually I was gifted a book from a neighbor titled “Alberto the Dancing Alligator” by Richard Waring. I could not put the book down after the first time I read it. That was my first memory of being excited about a book. From the first book I read to the most recent one, reading has affected my life in various ways.
As I got older, my English classes started introducing new types of literature and I was being exposed to new things. As time went on and I was being required to …show more content…
Now I figured that I did not enjoy reading and writing things that I had no choice to do, which is why I nearly failed in something that I loved doing. Unfortunately, because I was in an honors class, as I transitioned into high school, I was placed in the lowest level English class and it very much held me back. Once again, I felt discouraged and almost wanted to stop reading all together again because in my mind I kept telling myself this is not something for me if my grades say I am not good at it. On top of that, I had a strict and pesky teacher that greeted me as I started 9th grade. At that point I honestly hated anything to do with literature and stayed away from it. The most reading and writing that I would ever do was texting and reading the dialogue from video games. Every now and then I would ready maybe a short scary story referred to as a “creepypasta” or a small Wattpad story, but ever since my first year of high school I stopped my crazy reading and writing obsession. Now, whenever I do pick up a book to read just for fun, I do still find some joy in it. It is a way that I expand my vocabulary and I can see how others express …show more content…
Now-a-days, most books are being turned into their own movie and book stores are only being used as coffee shop gathering spots. In the early 2000’s when I was growing up, the only things to do to have fun were to play with toys, go outside and play, and read books. Younger people read less and less because of these new hobbies and entertainment medias as well as the fact that the education standards are boring students. The command of someone telling someone to read something they are completely uninterested further discourages them to even want to read on their

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