在我三四岁的时候,妈妈就开始教我读书。因为我名字的笔画多,所以很久都学不会。而妈妈总是夸我乖.耐心地教我。五岁那年,我就进入了小学一年级。记得有一次,班里举行了一次拼写生字小考,全班惟一不及格的就是我。老师找妈妈谈话说,是不是我的年龄太小了,重读一个学前班怎么样?妈妈很伤心,但她并没有责怪我.也没有让我重读学前班,而是拼命地辅导我。她一个字母一个字母地 When I was three or four years old, my mother started teaching me to read. Because my name has many strokes, I will not learn it for a long time. And my mother always praised me and taught me patiently. When I was five years old, I entered the first grade of elementary school. I remember one time, the class held a spell test and the only failing class in the class was me. The teacher talked to her mother and said, “Is my age too young. How about rereading a preschool class? My mother was very sad, but she didn’t blame me. I didn’t let me re-read preschool but I tried my best to help me. She letters one letter at a time