Her rule was that they only got to watch a certain amount of television a week, and had to read a certain amount of books along with writing a report on every book they had read. With their mother’s help, it made them enjoy reading & writing. They soon began to be good readers. And that was the time when Ben discovered he had an interest in
At this point, I think it depends on what are your reading interests and how reading meets your interpretation skills to be understood or to get you involved on its field. I have always been a thinker, but throughout my coursework, I have sharpened my critical analysis skills and I like to read more books than I did before. First time that I started to read it was in my first grade. I was so excited at the time and I felt like a hero. My first teacher, Luljeta, was a big help to put me in the track.
At primary school I was able to read for myself some of the books that were meant for grade ones up to grade four leaners books and also had little assistant from my teachers and mother with all the words I did not know at the time. From then I had favorite books that I could read fluently and understand. These included Tom and Jerry, Cat in the hat, the three little pigs and much, much more that I used to read on a daily basis for my family and friends. The love of reading made me a very imaginative kid and a curious one at that, every week I wanted a different career when I grow up, which was very interesting and confusing also for my mother. Throughout primary School and high school my love of reading and writing grew and so, did the number of books and also my ability to pronounce and understand English.
Reading became an activity that I loved right away. I was enthusiastic about reading, and it became a passion of mine. The first books I began with as a very young child were books about cats and kittens. I had just gotten my first kitten who I named Spooky. My parents knew about my strong interest in animals (cats in particular), so they bought me a book named Slinky Malinki Open the Door.
She hated the thought of me being in a day care all day while she was at work, so she called my grandparents and asked them if they would come out to Arizona and help out with me. At the time my Grandparents lived in Anaheim California and were just newly retired. A week after my mom made the phone call they had packed all of their belongings and moved out where we were, Phoenix Arizona. It didn’t take very long before we had gotten a house together and moved in. My grandfather and I had always been close but I was extremely excited that we were living together because we could become even closer.
She and her friends who sit around the house for hours discussing all the things the children would do has they grew up, who Tristan would look like most, how she hoped that he had his fathers eyes and her hair. It was a dream come true and she had never been more ready. Until one dreary rainy morning in October. She woke up early that morning not feeling very well although at 27 weeks you never really feel well. Until she found blood.
His mother would also collect him from school when it finished and Jack would go home to do his homework until dinner, after which he would watch television until bed. Jack’s family lived similarly normal lives. His father was an accountant who would rise at half six each morning and would leave for work while Jack was having his breakfast. He returned home nightly at half six, for dinner at seven which was made by Jack’s mother. She was a secretary who only worked mornings; each day she would drop Jack to school on her way to work and pick him up when he finished, doing housework until the return of her husband and dinner.
For example, I attend every parent teacher conference, I am part of the parent teacher association, I also chaperon and volunteer once a week at the school. Unlike my mother, every night I read to my children, we visit the library every other week and every day I encourage at least one hour of reading on their own. After school we sit together to work on homework and any projects, I also help them study for test. My main priority is to help my children understand the importance of education it will help them succeed in life and they will have a better future. In these times is hard enough to find a job but with a degree they will have more choices and better opportunity to find their calling in life.
Then after dinner, take a shower, start pointless homework, and then I have to study. By the time I start studying it is about nine-thirty or ten at night, and when somebody is too tired, him or her cannot concentrate properly. If homework was limited, I would start studying about an hour earlier, therefore I can have the sleep I need and more study time. Additionally, children will have more time to spend with their beloved families, instead of up in their room all night doing homework. At the dinner table for instance, every child usually rushes through dinner or even brings their dinner up to their rooms to start their homework.