Showing posts with label homeschooling. Show all posts
Showing posts with label homeschooling. Show all posts

Monday, May 14, 2012

Bookworm


Evan has started reading!
 
Now, I don’t mean that he’s started sounding out words and “reading” in that sense.  He learned to read a couple of years ago.  I mean READING.  As in, sitting down with a good book and really enjoying it for a good long time.

He was doing well with actually decoding words and reading fluently, but he hadn’t started to truly love reading yet.  He wouldn’t pick up a book on his own and get lost in it.  Recently, I thought that it was probably time to encourage him to move on to the next level of reading- chapter books.

He had already been reading little kid chapter books like “Magic Tree House” and “Puppy Place,” but I had a hunch that he would be more motivated to read if he had the confidence to dive into more interesting stories.  I pulled out one of my favorite first “real” chapter books- The Boxcar Children.  He started reading it aloud to me, but pretty soon, a chapter a day wasn’t enough for him.  He begged to be able to read more in his free time.  Hmmm, let me think about that- sure!

He came and told me, “I like reading now!”

Sigh.  It’s a wonderful thing to see a child transported to another world by a good book.

I think most parents have a desire to see their children love reading.  Many studies have been done that demonstrate the benefits of reading.  And, of course, reading children are quiet children!  (Except for the giggling caused by some especially clever stories.)  So how do we raise readers- not just children who can read, but children who really want to read?  Well, every child is different, but there are a few things that can help nudge them in the right direction.

  • Teach them to read well.  I can’t imagine that anyone who has trouble reading, or reads especially slowly would enjoy reading.  No one wants to limp through word after word.  It’s my personal experience that some of the kids who “don’t like to read” actually are poor or slow readers, or that they have trouble remembering and comprehending what they read.

I actually remediated Evan about a year ago.  We had been going through a snazzy reading program when I realized that he was stuttering and reversing letters.  I put the brakes on everything and we went back to basics.  We pulled out Phonics Pathways (my favorite learn-to-read book) and just went through that for a couple of months.  The reversals stopped and he began to read smoothly.  When it comes to reading, slow and steady wins the race.  Don’t be afraid to go back or stop completely and pick it up later.  There are also computer programs that help with reading fluency.  I’ve never tried one of them with my children, but if I suspected one of my older ones was struggling, I certainly would.   Timberdoodle has good recommendations.
  •  Read to them.  A lot.  A whole lot.  Start with board books and move on to chapter books and classics.  Read books that everyone can enjoy.   Listen to audio books together.  This is actually worthy of a post all of its own.  Look for that soon.
  • Turn everything else off:  TV, Wii, Ipod, computer, DS, and so on.  Bored children pick up books out of sheer desperation.  In our family, the daily quiet time is a great reading encourager.  There’s nothing else to do for that hour unless you want to sleep.  Technology with its beeping, flashing, many-images-per-second hypnotic characteristics can squelch any desire to read.
  • Be a reader yourself.  Kids learn by example, for better or for worse.  If your time is spent in front of the TV or with Facebook, your kids probably won’t turn into super readers.
Raising readers is worthy goal.  God communicated to His people through the written Word.  How much we read and what we read has a powerful influence in our lives.  Let’s introduce our children to the splendors of the world of books.

Tuesday, December 16, 2008

Searching for Pencils

Well, this is my first blog, so the pressure is on. After all, it ought to be something profound, something that encapsulates the essence of our family. Something to pass on to future generations...

Or maybe I should just start. Yesterday morning started like any other. I got up, exercised, prayed and read my Bible while sipping a cup of tea, took a shower, and then, the kids got up. I love winter mornings when they come padding in in their footy jammies.

We try to start school at 8, and usually we're successful in that. Nathan and Megan head upstairs to do 20 or 30 minutes of independent work while I finish cleaning up the kitchen and getting the little boys ready for the day. They marched upstairs at precisely 8 AM, and then, everything came to a screeching halt, as it often does.

Pencils. There are no sharpened pencils. Not in the schoolroom, not in the office, not anywhere in the house. And the pencil sharpener is apparently gone too. Now, you must understand, I have bought pencils- a whole big box of 100 for the start of our school year 15 weeks ago. And I've bought sharpeners- 5, to be precise. Everything from fancy electric ones to simple basic ones. Three have broken (they don't make things like they used to) and one has been lost. Well, make that two. The latest is officially MIA.

Pencils, I believe, cause more stress and chaos in our home than any other item or situation. To paraphrase James, "How small a thing sets the whole morning on fire." But this particular morning, we all took a collective deep breath, and set about to solve the problem in a way that would honor the Lord. I found three not very sharp, but still serviceable pencils- one for each child who would be doing school- and we got started. (Woe to the child who chews on his pencil and breaks it in half...)

Maybe this situation is more profound than it seems. After all, it's something that seems just out of my control. At the beginning of the year, I was determined that we would never, ever, ever be without pencils. We would have pencils and sharpeners everywhere. But despite my best efforts, pencils (and sharpeners) disappear into thin air. It's a test, I'm pretty sure.

Now, I'm happy to report that I have located the missing sharpener. It was in the accordion folder where we keep all of our paper. No one put it there. It just walked there on its own. Either that or maybe the baby did it. Poor Carsten is the only one who can't talk, so he gets blamed for just about everything.

Today, I'm going to focus on trying to see things as God sees them. Inconsequential things can build character and make us a stronger for the big things that come up.