When I was little, I was never in trouble for staying up
late playing with toys or messing with my room- I got in trouble for staying up
reading. I read everything and read it
fast but I read for fun- the first classic I ever read was Huckleberry Finn in
5th grade and I hated it. There was no
action! No love story! Just a boy and an old man on a raft! From then on I only
read classics in school. Then in 9th
grade I read Jane Eyre. At first I thought it was boring but I forced myself to
continue and then the story intrigued me. There
was action; a mad wife locked in a tower, and a love story; the relatable Jane and
the brooding Mr. Rochester- it had all the elements that my fast reading had,
plus more. Jane Eyre became my favorite book.
I loved that when I reread it I understood more and was able to pull apart the
elements of the story. I continued to read classics for school and I grew increasingly
fond of the language and metaphors which I originally thought was difficultly
but in reality was the best part of novel. Then
when I was a Junior I picked up Anna Karenina. I started, expecting it to be
like the other classics- forced at first but then interesting once the story
developed. Tolstoy was completely different- from the beginning I couldn’t put
it down. Overnight my attitude toward classic literature changed. I couldn’t
even bring myself to read the same fast-paced page turners I had read before.
My junior year I took the AP
Language Test and got a f our. Then when I took the ACT and got a 34 on the
reading portion I knew what I wanted to do in college and more importantly, I couldn’t
wait to do so. I am so excited when I think about how I could study something I
am so passionate about.
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