The first time I really could get into a book and feel a sense of accomplishment from finishing it was Ender’s Game. It was a book that I had to read for school in a way. We had this crazy 10th grade teacher that required us to read 5 hours a week and record it for the end of the year. He thought it would be a good idea to embolden students by re-kindling the fire for reading by showing us statistics about our own reading. The grade eventually got in the way and students would just cheat the system, I included. Ender’s Game was the exception to the cheating though. It was early in the year so I still had the idea that school is fun; it’s not. The book was kind of a relation to my own life, aside from the aliens and super genius, but it was interesting how the story unfolded. I think the riveting ending was what really made me like the book. It was the kind of thing that “isn’t thrown at your face until it’s over.” From then on I found a liking in Sci-fi books more about fictional ideas. Non-fiction always just seems so believable!
I like you're voice in this blog, like when you said "I still had the idea that school is fun; it's not." It's like I could hear you telling me the story, well done cuteness! (;
ReplyDeleteI really like how you describe your relationship with the book. Even though you had found a way to "cheat the system" you still read it and it got you into a whole new genre of books. Great job!
ReplyDeleteHaving had the same teacher, I can relate to this memory, I was one of the students who cheated on occasion. I'm glad you actually got something from that assignment especially because having read a book you liked, feels so good and makes you proud of yourself.
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