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Unformatted text preview: Caffrey francis ENGL-0099 (T/R 12:30p.m.) 4-15-10 Essay Learning how to read I was seven years old when my second grade teacher Mrs. Bell had a mandatory meeting with my mom. While I sat patiently outside the room, I eavesdropped on the conversation Mrs. Bell was having with my mom. Apparently, Mrs. Bell was very concerned with my reading skills; she told my mom that my reading level was below average. At the time, I thought this was very strange because I believed I was ahead of the class. Everyone read so slowly while I whizzed through all those small words; sometimes at the end, I would even spice up the story with some of my own words. As I continued listening to their conversation, I heard Mrs. Bell say I miss pronounce many of the smaller words during class reading time. This disturbed me because I thought I never miss pronounced any of those small words. I definitely was not like my friend Billy who sat beside me in class, poor Billy. Then my mom suddenly came out of the room shook Mrs. Bells hand and told me, We are going to the library. I was shocked that Mrs. Bell the room shook Mrs....
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This note was uploaded on 06/09/2011 for the course ENG English 10 taught by Professor Staff during the Spring '11 term at Oglethorpe.
- Spring '11