Dear Wilson Rawls,
When I was in sixth grade, I always dreaded going to reading class. However, this completely changed when I was able to read your book Where the Red Fern Grows.But I also had a teacher that I honestly really didn't like, yet I don't think she really liked me either. My effort in class was lacking because of these things. If I hadn’t read your book, I don’t think that I would be where I am today as a student. I also think that I would probably still be slacking off in my classes.
It all started in Kindergarten. I never really could just pick up a book and read. My parents and grandparents always used to make me read, but I hated it. It was all the same until I got into the 6th grade, but in my 2nd grade year I had a teacher for reading called Mrs. Hanson. At first, I didn't like her but I grew to like her, but she was a tough teacher.
I remember her saying “I don't care if you don't like reading it is the only thing you have to know to be successful”. Then I thought who cares I don't need to read a stupid book to succeed. I always had dreams of being successful, but I didn't think that I needed to read to be successful.
Then before you know it came the 6th grade. This is when I had the teacher I didn't like. I really don’t know how I didn't get held back because I really didn't try that hard in any of my classes, but I didn't get held back and for that I am grateful.
We started the year off bad. My reading teacher and I were always at war. We argued about everything we possibly could. I got mad because I always had to read and I hated to read. I just didn't try and of course I didn't care whatsoever. I think at the end of the first 9 weeks I had a 29% in her class. Then one day we got to read a book, and she let the class choose the book. We had a few choices. They were: Were the Red Fern Grows, Holes and the book The Bully. Of corse we chose Where the Red Fern Grows. When my class chose that book I was super excited. I had seen the movie 100 times, and I loved it. We lived in a small town so everybody trapped coons. We started reading and I just dove into the book. There was action, emotion, happiness and so on. I thought of my self as Billy in that class. I wanted things like I wanted to read this book, Billy wanted to get the coon dogs. I became sad about my grade in that class Billy was sad about the death of his dogs. I wanted the book to go on I never wanted it to end.
Your book taught me many things. It taught me that if you want anything you need to take risks to succeed. I found a love for reading. I pictured my self as Billy I always wanted to be a good reader, Billy always wanted to be a good trapper. I never want to give up like I use to. Billy never gave up. Your book taught me that if you want anything you have to try. I wanted to have good grades, but I never tried to get the grades. Last of all, your book helped me find a love for reading.