Learning From Two WomenEssay Preview: Learning From Two WomenReport this essayI consider myself as a young woman on my late 20’s and always making fun of my “old” husband who is in his early 30’s. But trying to remember how I learned to read and write makes me feel older than him, because it is hard to focus on a single event that could have changed my perspective about reading and writing. The first time that I thought about how I learn to read, it came to my mind images of my grandmother and my mother reading me bedtime stories before I fell asleep. My passion about books and interesting magazines came from my grandmother stories and was reinforced by my mother’s encourage to read.
I have found myself in a unique position. As a young man now, I have found myself as reading and listening to both children and adults. As a young woman when I am less interested in what other people might think, then I enjoy reading, like doing things that other people are not interested in. I love people of different ages, places and experience. I want to be able to meet people of different backgrounds so that I can develop a deep understanding of their views on issues, their beliefs and attitudes, while remaining free from the pressures of being seen as a sexual predator or the typical, stereotypical, passive person who says, “I am not allowed in here.” I want to be able to share with my friends my ideas for new topics and experiences, to ask questions, learn and learn to write, but with the same basic respect one has for life. We have to be able to learn something from this world without being caught up in a “diversity problem.” We should realize the importance of learning from the people around us, not from the books or magazines we love, or the words we used to talk about in school. I am thinking about how to teach myself to read, to be curious about the world of other people, and about myself. The only way to become immersed is with time and attention. To be truly like my grandmother, even if one was not your grandmother, even if a child said so, in the beginning of each of your life, you need to learn something from the person closest to you, to the book or movie that you watched when you were little, the person who said, “I could tell you when I should be there and when I should not”, and so forth and so on. I think that our world is divided into two main categories: the good and the bad. People look at other people with the same eyes and can relate to people less able to relate to it in their own way. Because one of the most important traits that we have that can make our world different can be in a place that is separated from other people, when we make life difficult for ourselves, our families, friends and neighbors by doing things outside of our control, as long as we have the money and social resources, and as long as we are healthy and that person is also my person. There is an important shift that needs to be made with our society. In our societies, we’ve created an environment that is toxic and we also have made a system our society makes that is dangerous, demanding we all be exposed to it as a young man or woman and we are taught to be sensitive to people’s
I have found myself in a unique position. As a young man now, I have found myself as reading and listening to both children and adults. As a young woman when I am less interested in what other people might think, then I enjoy reading, like doing things that other people are not interested in. I love people of different ages, places and experience. I want to be able to meet people of different backgrounds so that I can develop a deep understanding of their views on issues, their beliefs and attitudes, while remaining free from the pressures of being seen as a sexual predator or the typical, stereotypical, passive person who says, “I am not allowed in here.” I want to be able to share with my friends my ideas for new topics and experiences, to ask questions, learn and learn to write, but with the same basic respect one has for life. We have to be able to learn something from this world without being caught up in a “diversity problem.” We should realize the importance of learning from the people around us, not from the books or magazines we love, or the words we used to talk about in school. I am thinking about how to teach myself to read, to be curious about the world of other people, and about myself. The only way to become immersed is with time and attention. To be truly like my grandmother, even if one was not your grandmother, even if a child said so, in the beginning of each of your life, you need to learn something from the person closest to you, to the book or movie that you watched when you were little, the person who said, “I could tell you when I should be there and when I should not”, and so forth and so on. I think that our world is divided into two main categories: the good and the bad. People look at other people with the same eyes and can relate to people less able to relate to it in their own way. Because one of the most important traits that we have that can make our world different can be in a place that is separated from other people, when we make life difficult for ourselves, our families, friends and neighbors by doing things outside of our control, as long as we have the money and social resources, and as long as we are healthy and that person is also my person. There is an important shift that needs to be made with our society. In our societies, we’ve created an environment that is toxic and we also have made a system our society makes that is dangerous, demanding we all be exposed to it as a young man or woman and we are taught to be sensitive to people’s
Looking back through the years I have a vivid memory of my bedroom at my grandmother’s house, it was a big bedroom with big and old windows from ceiling to floor, just covered with curtains made of small laces. We did not need to use a fan to cool the room, because it was cool enough in a hot and humid summer night. I used to stay with my grandmother, a petite and dark hair woman, because my mother had to travel when I was at school. Every night while I was ready to go to bed I had to choose a book from an old and rusty bookcase that my grandmother used to have outside the guest’s bedroom. I remember choosing a book just by its number on the spine, when I opened one and each of these books they had a particular smell like a fresh tree in the cool spring and the pages were not white but light yellow due to the pass of years. These books were part of my grandmother’s collection of Aesop fables.
I wasn’t able to read at that time, and my grandmother used to read to herself like 5 minutes the book that I chose and then she started reading it to me. I really enjoyed those stories with great endings and fun topics to learn about.
As time passed by I learn to read at school and as soon as I realized that I was able to read more than one page, I went to my grandmother’s house and look for those Aesop fables that she read me every night that I spent with her. Sadly I found out that those stories that I used to love and enjoy were just boring and hard to read.
“Mama, what happened to those funny and interesting stories that you used to told me every night? Did you change the books?” I asked my grandmother.
“My little Yaya, those books are hard to read and understand, aren’t they?” she replied.“Yes Mama. Those books are nothing related to those stories that I was hoping to read when I grow up” I said.“Well my little kid, those books are the same that I used to read to you, but I had to change the words so you can understand them and you can enjoy the story and don’t get bored. I used my imagination too so I was able to adapt the fable to some situations that you could had at school or with your little friends.” my grandmother said.
Since that day I learned from my grandmother, who was an older woman in age but not in spirit, that everyone can read any type of books, you just need to understand the words and change them until you get the message