Reading Response-September 16

This week I have been a little slow on my reading, because I have been writing a Literacy Narrative for class. Aliteracy narrative is a paper, that tells a story about reading or writing. For my literacy narrative I am writing about the time when I realized how serious writing is to me. Since this was a recent time, it has been pretty easy to write about, which is a good thing because some of my classmates are struggling with a topic-let alone the essay-. I am very proud of my story so I can going to give y'all a sneak peek.

I roll my eyes thinking how I do the exact same thing. After a couple of minutes a group of about five girls walk in. They all automatically sit next to the girl who had been texting. Following them, a giant boy walks in a pulls up a seat next to me. I automatically nickname him “the Hulk”. He’s about 6’4, tone, brown hair-light on top; dark on bottom- he has a stern look in his eyes. Probably trying to be sweet and nice to me, he pulls up a chair next to me. We are about to start class as one more senior saunters into the class and of course the only seat available is the one on the opposite side of me.

“Ma’am, I am so sorry for being late. I didn’t know where to go, so I went to your office but you weren’t there so I started looking around and finally found y’all.” He says in a deep almost country accent.

His accent is so twain and deep that you could barely understand him. The only way to describe him is by saying he was born and raised in Pier-Part, Louisiana. He is given the nickname country bumpkin boy.