My Literacy Journey To tell you the truth, I have the memory of a goldfish. My childhood memories come to my mind in tiny fragments to never complete a whole scenario. However, I do remember very clearly the way I felt in those certain situations, and in each of those moments I learned things that I have kept with me until today. One significant aspect of my early childhood memories, which I remember vividly, was the demand to learn . I don’t know if this is a part of American child-parent relationships, but it is definitely a part of Kosovar ones... When you live in a post-war country like Kosovo, education always comes first. That “demand” or “pressure” that I mentioned earlier was something that I certainly did NOT enjoy when I was 4-5 years old, but now I can look at it from a different perspective and honor my parents’ actions. I was born right after the war ended, so my parents were doing their best to offer me a proper education while the whole country was bei...