Literacy…it’s what’s for dinner.
I was never a big reader growing up. The first book I remember catching my attention was some book about some big headed scientist who was really a mushroom person alien and a couple kids who go to his planet. Have no idea beyond that. I also remember reading a book about animals, and one was “Kelly” the army dog…and he took a bullet for his human and died…I cried for an hour…and watched football and scratched my nuts…while spitting.
Anyway, it wasn’t until my teenage years that I began reading for enjoyment. It was mostly fantasy and some Shakespeare. But it’s something I enjoy doing as an adult.
I’ve been worried that my son would not find books until later in life as well. He has to read for class, “Accelerated Reading”. He has been reading short, non-involved, books…and not liking them. There is a whole reading level/point system, and he has to get 16 points by Christmas break. Well, these books, at 0.5 points…that he hated…weren’t making it. So I looked into the high point books. R.L. Stine, the author of the
Goosebumps series, has some on the list. They were harder and much more involved. I bought a couple of his
Mostly Ghostly series about a brother and sister misplaced soul duo.
He through a fit when he saw the first book. It was “too hard”.
He’s read 3 in the last week and picked out 2 more tonight at the book store.
Happy sigh…
November 30th, 2007 at 1:55 am
OMG! Nathan (the reluctant reader) has discovered them, and as he is older than The Boy he whips right through them. And I have to listen, to every detail as it happens. I have to say, the one with the kids on the beach who meet these other kids who are dead and they’re skind melts off and then they are just skeletons and they say ,” Please don’t go, come play with us.” That’s pretty damn scary.
I told him this book should teach him never to hang out with people whose flesh is falling off.
November 30th, 2007 at 9:40 am
I knew these books taught good life lessons.