Believe it or not, I didn’t really read till I was seventeen.
Oh yes, I remember the assignments that I was supposed to read: grade 11 it was Ghandi.
That’s a long book. I watched the movie….actually, that’s a long movie too, so I watched parts of the movie. In grade 12, I was to read Hamlet. Cole’s Notes is not nearly as explanatory as the Shakespeare version…surprise, surprise. When the English teacher asked us to peruse Macbeth overnight, I giggled in mental mockery. No way– I wasn’t spending my evening reading a full book of anything, let alone attempting Shakespeare.
In class the next day, I lucked out and was part of the discussion group with the lone overachiever in the class.
“A person who won’t read has no advantage over one who can’t read”. Mark Twain
Perhaps, needless to say, my love of classic literature, and definitely classic quotes might reveal my previous twenty years of reading. I’ve done a lot of it since that time. And I can’t get enough of it. The home educating lifestyle has given me loads of time to choose and read books with my kiddos. This will be one of my children’s most significant memories of their childhood, I am certain, second to mommy losing her marbles more times than I can count.
Give me Little Women, Little House on the Prairies, Stuart Little, The Littles…gee you’d think there was a trend here…
Give me anything Austen, even abridged versions, or Dickens, or Charles and Mary Lamb’s version of Shakespeare’s plays, or poetry from Robert Louis Stevenson. Then there’s A Wrinkle in Time and Chronicles in Narnia. Give me modern titles like Under the Tuscan Sun or 1000 Days in Venice or The Forgotten Garden, and I am transported, plane ticket-free, to places far beyond.
And here lies one of the greatest freedoms, greatest privileges of this lifestyle: a LOT of free time to pursue books you want to read and call that an academic initiative for your child’s education!
“I was reading a book, ‘The History of Glue’. I couldn’t put it down.”