When i was five years old i can read already. somehow my mother found my ability fascinating. why? because at that time kids usually are proficient in reading at the age of six and seven, not to mention i didn't have any formal education on reading. My mother is the one who teach me ABC and how to read. the first book that i have read is Doraemon. Why Doraemon?? the stories goes like this.
My sibling and i were addicted to Doraemon comic books. however i cannot read and i was relying help from both my sister to read aloud for me. We would huddled closely the tree of us at one Doraemon comic book while my sister take turn in reading aloud. Pretty soon they began to lost their patient and giggle at the jokes while reading it silently. it leaves me wondering and i would beg them to read it to me. they would complain to me " Nadia, it is tiring and the jokes are not funny anymore when we are reading it aloud". i was angry and hurt. i vowed to myself that i would try on my own without asking favour from them. So i began to read and i was very slow in the beggining spelling for each word. i kept going back and fourth to ask my mother when i was facing difficulties. After a couple of Doraemon comics i was already as good as my brother and sisters. little that i know my mother was observing my progress and i could say that she was imperess because she treats me a couple of Doraemon comics, fable and fairy tales stories after that.
then i began to have such passion and thirst for reading. i want to read, read and read. i began searching for stories books around the house. My mother encourages this habit by taking me to the library regulary. My speed reading also seems to improved that while in class i could finished reading the reading text faster than anyone in my class. i hated the food that they serve in the school canteen so i rather spend most of the recess time in the library reading books.
the book that i read was increasing in term of its volume thickness. i found it interesting to challenged myself readig books no matter how hard or boring it is i must finished it. i also began to fall in love for novels with series, i have a collection of 'Penyiasat Siri Salmah' and "Kembar di Sekolah Asrama', which i found out later was a translated novel from english to Malay. i have always suspected it due to some issues in the novel like the four season and name of the character which is foreign to our country.
somehow my mother fret about my habit, especially when the UPSR is closing by.
After UPSR i had all the time in the world to read. i would skip classes most of the time because i found it was more comfortable and i could concertrate better in my reading. At this time my mother began to introduce me to read English novel, which seems quite late. before this i've only read english fabel stories and fairy tale. the first Enlish novel that i had read is 'the mystry man' by Enid Blyton. how can i tell you about my feeling at that time. I was struck by Enid Blyton creativity and how he could make me feel as if i was there and was able to pictured why certain decicion were taken.
after that, i read another novel entitled 'Secret Garden'.i would always remenber about this o play with novel because the author managed to express his idea and feeling of the character was magical. it has also inspired me to read more. my passion is reading and i was born to read.
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