I like to read for fun
self-help books, human-interest stories, decorating magazines, mystery and
romance novels, plus anything about children.
I avoid to reading horror
stories, manuals, or technical stuff.
My son would say that I avoid reading directions as well.
I usually read in bed or
outside while my granddaughter is playing.
I like to read in the
morning before everyone wakes up with a cup of coffee all alone. However, I usually end up reading at
night after my granddaughter falls asleep. She tends to be an early bird.
I always read to my son as
he was growing up about animals, motorcycles and anything with the big bad
wolf. It was some of my favorite
times with him. I now read to my
five-year-old granddaughter. She
tends to favor anything about animals and princesses. I also love reading to my class.
My earliest memory of
reading was my mother reading the children’s bible storybook about Noah’s
Ark.
I first remember reading by
myself in first grade. I did not
attend kindergarten. My mother
read and worked with me to learn the alphabet before I started first grade. I was placed in a first grade class for
a few days, then my teacher moved me to another class. I got very scared and upset. My teacher
told me I had to change classes because I was way ahead of the other children
in my class. My new first grade teacher, Mrs. Smally hugged me up when I went I
walked in her room. She told me so excited to get me in her class. (That made
me feel better!) Mrs. Smally said
she had heard I could already read some of the words in the Dick and Jane books. I did not realize realize I was reading until she said
that to me. I do not remember
reading ever being difficult for me. However, spelling was another story!
The notion of a child not realizing they're reading until an adult points it out is fascinating. I wonder if you believed you had memorized the text?
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