Friday, February 05, 2010
My baby boy can READ!
I may have talked about this before. Sorry if I'm repeating myself! Suddenly, I understand why people use tags.
We are now officially a household of readers. Boy Terror caught the bug, and he's been buried in a book all week. I knew he could read, he's been sounding out signs all over town, but now he's reading books. BOOKS, people! I love it!
Growing up, I loved reading. It was a great escape from my family, it was a way to see the world, and it was something that I didn't have to share. Because I loved it so much, my mother was against it. I only went to the library when I was staying at my friend's place in the summer. I kept a book hidden under the foot of my bed, until one day she found it, and tore it apart. I still haven't finished Ben Hur. In grade 12, I moved into a dorm, and I still remember the thrill of realizing I could stay up late...past 8:30!...and read!!
I think the best thing a parent can do is encourage a love of books. As a teacher, I can always pick the readers out of the group. They get higher marks. They have a greater vocabulary. The kids who don't read worry me, because I know they are missing out on so much.
He's five, he's cute, and he can READ!!
Posted by Mrs. Falkenberg at 9:37 AM