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Kids and Reading: for Parents’ Eyes Only

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Happy Sunday everyone! And hopefully, happy Spring too.

A few times this weekend I have had conversations with moms who moan about their child’s ability to read, or lack of desire to read.  It’s nothing new to be asked questions about reading instruction, since it is the day job, but what struck me was how the moms approached reading as something little Johnny or Jane should do well because of school.

Somehow, reading = school.

And that’s a shame.  Really.

As an educator, I admit that the literacy systems in place today do little to encourage the love of reading.  Recently, school has been seen as a business and there are days I feel much more like a data analyst than a teacher.  High stakes testing has accelerated a stressful learning environment that focuses on getting from A to B, not on enjoying the journey of learning.

But when a parent continues that message at home by quizzing Johnny or Jane about what happened in a story just before bed, Johnny and Jane are taking school to sleep.

So here’s my two cents.  Do read with your child before bed.  Get into bed.  Snuggle up.  And read.  That’s it.

 

See, reading before bed is not so much about the book.  It’s about the time they spend with you.  Taking fifteen minutes to read aloud while sitting together will tell your child that you value them enough to take the time be with them.

It’s about your relationship with your child.

So when Johnny and Jane go to school the next day and are asked to read, they remember spending time with you.  The positive emotions you had while reading together transfers to the school experience.  And a “spoon full of sugar might help the medicine go down.”

Show your child that you value reading.  Let them see you read.  Fill your house with books.  Take them to the library.

DON’T JUST GIVE THEM A TABLET.

But that’s just my two cents.

Now, you’ll have to excuse me.  I’m off to continue The Mixed-Up Files of Mrs. Basil E. Frankweiler with my nine-year old.

Happy Reading!

JMonell

 

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For love of a furry child…

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It’s been too long since I’ve posted on this blog, but 2018 has turned out to be quite a roller coaster, much of which has plunged and twisted.  And this was the case this week when our two- year old cat, Hudson went to have a teeth cleaning, and ended up having fourteen teeth removed.

Yes, I said fourteen.

Turns out that Hudson has stomatitis.

We had no idea.

Yeah, he had putrid breath.  But there was no drooling, no crying, and he was still so affectionate that we never thought that something so serious was happening.  And he is two.  Two.  That’s it.

Yes, he is a rescue.  We believe in rescuing cats rather than paying a breeder.  Hudson and Ripley are both rescue cats who spend most of their time inside.  Our last cats were the same and we rarely took them to the vet after the one almost died because of a vaccination.

Last year when I blew out my right knee, money was tight.  We didn’t take the cats for a check-up.  Not when it usually costs about $400.00 for the two of them.  And I wasn’t so sure that it was needed.  So we put it off.

Until now.

I would be lying if I didn’t confess that the thought of a $2000.00 vet bill didn’t make me pause.  Colleagues gasped, “You’re gonna spend that on your cat?”   And yes, for a moment, euthanasia crossed my mind, especially after googling stomatitis.  I don’t want any animal in pain.  For a brief moment I wondered if the Vet would adopt him.

And then I remembered that he is one of our furry children.  We would do anything for our son.  Anything.  I am sure you would too.

When we adopted Hudson, we heard this horrible story about how he and the rest of the litter were locked in a barn so their mother could not feed them.  The Farmer/owner left them to die.  A rescue group was called and they went in to take the litter of kittens.

And when we adopted him, we made a vow to care for him.

Even if that means a ton of money.

Children are expensive.  And when we have them in our lives, in our families, and in our society, we have taken a vow to raise them and care for them the best that we can, furry or not.

Recent events have made me believe that we are living in the Upside Down from STRANGER THINGS.

Are we really taking care of our children when so many don’t have enough food, live in shelters, and are victims of abuse?  Is putting guns in the hands of  teachers who job it is to TEACH them the best answer?  Do our schools need to have every door locked with an armed cop roaming about?  Isn’t that a prison?

As Americans, we’d better figure this out.

The problems our society faces are too complicated for a simplistic answer.  And when we fail our children, we fail as a nation.

“United we stand, divided we fall.”

JMonell