Thank you to everyone who participated in the recent children’s book giveaway by sharing stories of being read to or reading to a child. I hope you will read through the short pieces shared in the Comments section. Below please find two that were particularly moving and insightful.
For today’s writing prompt, consider the importance of reading. Reading allows us, at any age, to travel to a world created by an author. (I remember poet Thom Lux at Sarah Lawrence College always reminding us that writers are the “little gods” of the words we create. That statement gave us the freedom to take chances in our work.) Think about what makes that almost magical transformation into living with the characters on the page happen. How does the world around us fade away as we go somewhere else through the words on the page?
Perhaps you will share your writing below?
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My son was born into a family of bookworms, surrounded by people who love to read.
He was also born with multiple health issues and spent the first 18 days of his life in intensive care. The NICU had a cart of books provided by the March of Dimes, and we read as we held him in the rocking chair next to his crib. We read to him among the cords and tubes, amidst the beeping of monitors and alarms, above the crying of infants and the weeping of parents.
After he came home we read to him during his tube feedings. An hour at a time, every three hours. We read children's books — the bouncing rhymes of Sandra Boynton, the old classics like "Goodnight Moon." I also read favorites from my childhood, like "Anne of Green Gables," finding comfort in the familiar stories I'd read when life seemed much easier.
When our son was diagnosed with hearing loss and fitted with hearing aids, we were told to expose him to as much language as possible. So we talked and sang and read all day, every day.
Today, my son is two years old and books are his favorite things. He loves when we read to him and loves to sit and look at books by himself. He is fascinated with pictures, letters, words. Not bad for a child with significant hearing loss. Not bad for a child we were told might never see well enough to read.
My son was born into a family of bookworms, and I think that will serve him very, very well.
Susan Topper said…
I enjoy reading aloud to others as well as being read to.
I remember being read to as a child by my mother, also by my 4th grade teacher - Miss Kennedy, who read from a series called The Little Colonel. Strangely enough she also read to us from the Bible, and yes, it was public school! These days I sometimes read to my husband as we are driving in the car, and lately he will read a special article to me from the NYTimes at dinner.
Another special reading experience I share is with my son.....a devout Christian, he reads to me from the Bible in the early morning when he is visiting. I have never been able to make much sense of Bible passages myself, but he will read a passage and then explain in common language and I find the entire experience very meaningful. My husband and I love reading to the 3 year old twins that we take care of weekly....they love it and so do we. I love books. Books in general are amazing - I enjoy making them as well, as each can present such an intimate experience in and of itself.