Many
of my posts center around the classroom, but I don’t think learning is limited
to what goes on in the schoolhouse.
The impact on life outside the classroom should not be overlooked. And so occasionally Mary, the
parent “educator,” will pop in here to say her piece…
I love to read. I’ve always loved to read. I have a degree in children’s
literature for landsakes. So I’m
sure you can imagine that it is very important to me that my children love to
read. My two-year-old will “read”
just about anything. One of
her favorites is Machievelli’s The Prince
(don’t ask). My
four-year-old son is much more difficult to please. He’d rather have my husband or me make up a story, any day. The budding writer in me would like to
think that that’s because our stories are amazing, but the truth is that I’m
not all that good at thinking on my creative feet.
Over
the years, I’ve worked to instill a love of books in him. We have bookcases full of them, we go
to story times at the library, we read at bedtime, my husband and I model a
love for reading, but my son hasn’t really embraced these efforts. He hasn’t rejected them, but I wouldn’t
say books are something he’s passionate about. For many parents this might be okay, but I’ve got hang-ups
and reading is one of them.
For
one, I love the armchair escapism that reading allows. What better way to
relieve stress than by seeping myself in someone else’s reality? Also, I believe that to some degree
books kept me out of trouble as a teenager by allowing me to experiment
vicariously. Reading fiction
teaches empathy and opens minds to multiple perspectives and differing
worldviews. Reading non-fiction
exposes people to complex thoughts, ideas, and information. The very act of reading forces the
brain to work, to think, and to strengthen. As an educator, I’ve seen firsthand
that strong reading skills are essential to success in every core subject
area. And the only way I know to
get strong reading skills is to read. If reading is joyful, then we’ve already
won 2/3 of the battle.
A
few months ago, a major opening presented itself as I was leaving for my
monthly book club meeting when my son asked, “Why don’t I get to go to book
club with my friends?”
Picture the smile that erupted
across my face. “You want to have
a book club? You got it.” And so it was born. And he loves it. And I love it. If you want an example, check out this
former blog post.
More
recently, I discovered another idea that’s spurred reading in our home from
this classroom blog. Basically, everyone in
my family earns a colored paper clip for each book they read. Both of my children are excited about
the crazy decoration they are creating and feel pride in picking out their
paper clips.
The
essential key, though, has been finding books my son likes. When I try books that are beautifully
written and stunningly illustrated, he is indifferent. When I search Best Books for Kids
lists created by experts (librarians and teachers), they fall under a similar
category (except you can add didactic to the description). My son does not measure a book by the
same standards that adults do.
Instead our treasure trove for suggestions is on-line forums with
parents of reluctant boy readers recommending books to one another. Often these books are, well, crap, but
he loves them and so I love them (sort of). They are stories of adventure, dragons, knights, pirates,
superheroes…
If
you have any suggestions either of books you think he’d like or ideas to
encourage reading, I’m always grateful to hear from you.