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The simple and sweet way my parents taught me how to read together. The wonderful smells and vivid pictures I can still remember about the time when i learned and accomplished at a stunning pace. Another big thing i could talk about would be the struggle I have with English as a subject; to this day. I have never had a great relationship with an English teacher and been able to say, wow they really challenged the best out of me. In reality I can look back and remember teachers nagging, sometimes repeatedly asking us as a whole class to do things that we never wanted too. That was the environment of every English class I've had from grades 6-12. Nothing or nobody has stood out, or been able to spark interest in reading and writing for me, the way I used to get excited for those things around the time I was five. I used to get excited when I had writing homework (I always had to write my name as my kindergarten homework) and you could always find my nose in a book. No one can take credit for the way my childhood was structured more than my parents. And I am sure, no one can appreciate them doing that more than I do.