Last Thursday, one of my classes finished the novel The Miraculous Journey of Edward Tulane. Each day I would begin class by reading one short chapter aloud. And, each day, they would whine when I finished "aww...c'mon...just a little bit more...half a chapter!" That story might have, in my opinion, one of the greatest endings of any book out there, and they agreed. As I read the plot-twisting ending on the final page, two of the girls had tears in their eyes and three of them jumped up and down excitedly screaming.
This is why read-alouds are still valuable, even for older kids--it's the best way I've found in my 10+ years of teaching to build a love of reading, especially in reluctant readers. Nearly any time I share with a parent, fellow teacher, or administrator that I read aloud, even to middle school kids, the reaction at first seems to be hmm...is that really a good use of instructional time? And that's a valid question. But here's a few of the reasons why I would (and do!) argue that it is.
Many, many years ago in my early twenties, I did something that NO woman in her early twenties EVER does: I fell for the wrong guy.
Shocking, I know.
The problem with falling for the wrong guy in your twenties is that you don't realize he's the wrong guy until after the fact and you need LOTS and LOTS of proof before you realize it. You're like the world's worst juror--overwhelming evidence, no conviction. Or you convict, acquit...convict, acquit...
Oh, the drama. Here’s just a few of the ways I figured out that he was the wrong guy.
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