I remembered a teacher in 3rd grade when she told me the book I was reading
was too hard for me. She added that I should stop reading because I was not as
smart as those in the other class. I didn’t
really put much attention to what she said. But now that I remembered, it
made me wonder why she said those words to someone so young. Good thing, I
didn't stop reading. It has become a part of me that I never pass to drop by
any bookstore without getting one. It never skips my mind to bring a book when I
go home or pay a visit to my grandparents.
I don’t hold a grudge against her. It just
saddens me that the one who said this was the very person I thought should encourage and strengthen young minds
to soar high and not cut someone from starting to dream big.
