This summer I noticed SuperBoy’s reading skills increasing exponentially. He read all sorts of things to us: signs, advertisements, even some of our books. I suspected that although he was learning, a lot of what he was “reading” to us was either memorized or something he was able to put together based on pictures and surroundings.
Thursday he came home from school with his first library book of the year: Happy Birthday, Danny and the Dinosaur! He was so excited to read it to me, so I settled in for a long night of “sounding it out”.
He read the first page, then another, then another. He stumbled over only a handful of words which he was able to sound out for himself.
He’s never read this book, or had this book read to him before. This wasn’t coming from memory.
It’s a Little Thing, being read to. But what a huge thing when it is your “baby” reading to you.