My son is in the process of learning to read. During the school year, the teacher sent home two books every day, and Zane read them to us. Larry and I were required to verify that Zane had read the books by signing a slip of paper for our son to take to school. Then he took a test on the books he read. It's the Accelerated Reader program; the students earn points for the books they read and at the end of the year they can trade them in for fabulous trips and prizes. It doesn't actually lead to improved achievement scores, but it does encourage reading, so I'm okay with that. Anything that he wants to read, I am enthusiastically supporting.
Because Zane has caught the reading bug.
Where once he was happy just to look at the pictures or ask me to read to him, now he is trying to read the words on the page. He is even trying to read over my shoulder when I've got my kindle, and I love that. I'm a voracious reader, and I love the idea of passing that habit down to my son. Reading seems to be a dying art in this part of the world, even thought it continues to be a vital part of an education.
Where once he was happy just to look at the pictures or ask me to read to him, now he is trying to read the words on the page. He is even trying to read over my shoulder when I've got my kindle, and I love that. I'm a voracious reader, and I love the idea of passing that habit down to my son. Reading seems to be a dying art in this part of the world, even thought it continues to be a vital part of an education.
But perhaps my child is a bit too eager? While cleaning out his backpack, I found this. He decided not to wait for me to fill out his AR slip so he could take the test. He attempted to fill out his name and everything. And he even signed my name for me, too!
