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Originally Posted by Hitch
AB-solutely. I genuinely don't recall my mother reading to me, but I know she must have. I was reading at a 3rd- or something grade level when I got to kindergarten. Was already reading middle-reader books by the time I got out of kindergarten. (AND, of course, there was some kindergarten teacher who COMPLAINED to my mother about it. Apparently, I would get restless and antsy when they were singing songs or whatever.)
Hell...I read to the cats daily. While I'm not holding out hope for library cards, I do find unmistakable traces that they've been using the competitive keyboard for SOMETHING. Probably kitty porn, but I can always hope.
Hitch |
According to my mother I learned to read because she wouldn't read to me as often as I liked. Don't know why she thought she should do silly stuff like cooking and cleaning when she could have been reading to me.
I was either 2 or 3.