You have become quite the reader these past weeks. I wish I could take credit, but seemingly out of nowhere (or regular practice at school) you can read “learner” books end-to-end.
I was shocked, I repeat “shocked,” when you read an entire Pete the Cat series to me the other night. I thought I was in charge of reading, but you quickly retired me. You became so immediately confident in your reading abiilty that, the next day, you asked your teacher if you could read a Pete the Cat story in front of your entire kindergarten class.
This is a very big deal. People of all ages typically loathe public speaking or public reading but you sought it out. I have to admit I was a little nervous that morning you would get stagefright when given the chance, but you told us that the reading event went great. Your friends applauded and asked you to read again the next day. I’m sure you inspired them to practice reading a little more, too.
Reading is sort of magical if you think about it. You get to put letters together and see them as words and ideas. You get to understand stories and concepts from other people this way. I hope this new abiilty to read inspires a reading habit more than I have. Your Mom and I might get through a dozen books a year combined. We like to read, but we don’t make enough time for it. Some of the smartest people I know seem to read at inhuman speeds and volumes, so take a page from their book and read a lot.
I guess I just prefer to write more than I read. But I also talk more than I listen. My character flaws are consistent. It’s better to be a good listener and a good reader, so you’re off to a great start.
Love, Dad