Sunday, March 10, 2013
This was my first child, so I had no idea how the process of reading unfolded. I thought perhaps it had just come to her, out of the blue, suddenly able to read big books with small print. Her concentration was obvious. Clearly, for my daughter, reading was an important and weighty matter. Of course, as it turned out, she was years away from reading the kind of book that sat in her lap. She had watched us read and knew how important it was, and therefore, it mattered to her. For all intents and purposes, she was reading, or at least learning the attitudes and postures that went with the process. And really, for all intents and purposes, those things mattered just as much as anything else.