I used to hate reading books. I thought reading was the most boring thing in the world. Every day at school, when my teacher said it was time to read, I always felt annoyed. I would sit at my desk and just look at the pages. I did not read the words. I just looked at the classroom clock every minute and did nothing.

Then, a few months ago, I was at home and I was very bored. There was nothing to do. I saw a new book on my shelf. The cover looked cool, so I picked it up. It was an exciting story about a boy who everyone thought looks ugly. At first, I thought I would read only one page. But the story was very exciting. I wanted to see what happened next. For the first time, I forgot about the clock. I read for a very long time. When my mom said it was time for dinner, I felt sad. I did not want to stop reading. I wanted to finish the chapter. This moment changed me. It made me a wiser person. I learned that reading can be fun. I just need to find the right book. Now, I am happier when trying new things. In the future, this will help me make good choices. When something at school seems boring at first, I will not give up. I will give it a chance.