It is time to walk the walk. The statistics presented were appalling. The average adult only reads 4 books, really? And more than half of teachers polled were unenthusiastic about reading. That is unbelievable! “Even parents who read to their children, take them to libraries, and model good reading habits at home have difficulty overcoming a reading wasteland in their children’s classrooms.” Now that scared me.
I began to think of my own two daughters. They both attend immersion school where they speak, read, and write in Cherokee. My oldest, entering 4th grade, loves books but struggles to read since she did not have formal English until this past year. My other daughter, entering first grade, has had Letter Land this past year and reads everything in sight. I worry that they do not have enough books at their school because of the lack of resources to get books translated. Evenings are so short between commitments, homework, and their mama being back in school too. Reading books together does not always come first. I feel so guilty. Then, just recently, my youngest has told me over and over how she can’t wait to go to Grandma’s (in Florida, 10 hours away) to go to the library. We had gone to the local library for a book activity. I had no idea she loved it so much. Now I really feel like a bad parent who is an educator that should do better.
Feeling convicted, I am determined to be a better reading role model. In the midst of my studies where I must read with an “efferent stance,” I need to make time to read for pleasure, too. I want my daughters to have fond memories of reading as children, like I do. I do love to read, but have just lost my way. I am ready to reclaim it, and start my notebook.
Is there anyone else feeling convicted with me? (Maybe we can start a support group.) Or anyone want to share any fond reading memories or their latest read (besides this book)?