Tuesday, July 11, 2006
I have this fear of reading out loud. I don't know when it started, or why, but for too long now I just have not been able to read out loud in front of anyone. Obviously I did still read to my belly when I was pregnant and I read to Boy, but until last week, I only read to him when I knew for sure that no one was in the house and therefore nobody but Boy could hear me. And I thought that was just too sad. So I did it, I got the courage from somewhere and read him The Gruffalo when my mother-in-law was in the next room. And the door was open between the two rooms so she could hear me. Of course she doesn't know about my irrational fear, so it didn't mean anything to anyone but me, but I think it was a big achievement. Everyday I try to read something out loud to Boy, and to an audience of more than just the one, and it's been working. We read Guess How Much I Love You, and The Very Hungry Caterpillar, and Each Peach Pear Plum, and you know what? I haven't fallen down dead yet.
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Hey Well done! I know how much the idea of reading aloud in public unsettled you.ReplyDelete
Frist Boy, then bookshop kids and then world... ok jumping ahead a bit.
And might I say what fine choices of books, I still love the Very Hungry Catapillar!
I hate reading out loud too. Reminds me of English lessons at school when the bullies would laugh at me for pronouncing things properly.ReplyDelete
I still know all the words to Each Peach Pear Plum.
I'd say great progress. Small steps first then before you know it you will be into "public speaking". I've never had the problem, probably because in that Catholic Private School that I attended back home, they made you read out loud even before you could read properly. No one laughed because everyone was nervous and afraid that they'd be called on next.ReplyDelete
I think it's easier reading to kids though, in my own opinion. They won't critize or laugh at you.
Now my husband is a different story. He has problems reading out loud and I heard him try to read our son a book once when he thought I couldn't hear.
He was doing well until I walked past the room, then story time was over.