Today I eavesdropped on two of my boys as they walked out of class. Both had their novels on top of their (large) pile of books, binders, and more. One is reading the first book in James Patterson’s “Maximum Ride” series and the other is reading “Diary of a Wimpy Kid”. They were telling each other about their books, why they liked them, and if they thought the other would like it. I have never felt so proud! No one was making them read the novels and no one was making them share. They did it on their own, because they generally like the books they are reading.
Posted on October 11, 2007 by thereadingzone