I love books.
I spent much of my childhood and probably too much of my teen years with my head buried in a book.
Even now, I can’t think of anything lovelier than to curl up with a steaming cup of coffee and a good story ;)
As you can imagine, it practically drove me crazy that my daughter didn’t enjoy reading…
A reluctant reader
When my ten year old was enrolled in public school, she refused to read chapter books. Her idea of a good book was Diary of a Wimpy Kid and the Bad Kitty books. Her teachers didn’t mind. Apparently, graphic novels are a great way to teach reluctant readers to read. As long as my daughter was reading something… anything, “there was no reason to worry.”
Here’s the thing. I worried.
Every time I attempted to read a children’s classic to her, this blank look would mask her face and she would exclaim in frustration, “I don’t understand anything. I don’t understand anything!” One night, I lost my patience and practically screamed at her, “WHAT DO YOU MEAN, YOU DON’T UNDERSTAND ANYTHING?!”
I’m not proud of that moment. READ MORE →