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Post by lesserknownpea on Oct 20, 2018 21:18:41 GMT
Or did you read aloud to others?
I had the same teacher in 5th and 6th grades
She was an excellent reader and when we came in from lunch she read for a half hour.
She went through a lot of classics, Old Yeller,( oh how we cried), ect, but my favorite was Huckleberry Finn. She did voices, and captured Jim’s voice and speech pattern.
I read to my siblings, once when we were all home with a virus, I read Charlotte’s Web to 8 kids. They were enthralled.
When my youngest sister, who had dyslexia, was assigned to read To Kill a Mockingbird, I read it to her. It is a special memory for me to this day 45 years later.
When my kids were in grade school I came in to read to their classes. It was harder to keep their attention, kids have changed with so many things that distract them. I found an old series in the library that was silly and hilarious, ( I wish I could remember more details, but at one point a tornado picked up tomatoes from a field and made ketchup), and the kids laughed and looked forward to our sessions.
Please share your experiences and memories
ETA: I found the series I mentioned! McBroom’s Wonderful One Acre Farm
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Post by caangel on Oct 20, 2018 21:21:57 GMT
I remember most of my elem. teacher reading to us, specifically Indian in the cupboard. I've read a lot to my kids.
As a sub my go to book is one of the Sideways stories from Wayside school. Each chapter is a different silly/funny story.
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Post by MsKnit on Oct 20, 2018 21:31:29 GMT
The only one I remember reading to me was my grandmother. I know she would read the comics in the paper to me. No memory of any particular books, though. She's the one that inspired me to read, though.
I read to my son all the time. By first grade, I was reading him the Hobbit and the Lord of the Rings trilogy. He was only 2 years old when we started chapter books.
It always brought joy to see him pick up his picture books and 'read.' I have a picture of him at about 2.5 on the couch engrossed in a Taste of Home magazine.
Reading is as vital as breathing.
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Post by miominmio on Oct 20, 2018 21:43:11 GMT
My mom read to me until I could read myself. I read to DS until he was....sEven or eight, I think. DD was ten before she decided she was too old. I have read so many different books for my kids, so I can't pick one (or even ten), but from my own childhood I loved the book about Ruffen, a small sea serpent.
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Post by jemali on Oct 20, 2018 22:02:30 GMT
One of the best things I remember is reading the Sunday comics with my mom. We would read Dagwood and Blondie for example and we would each pick which character we were going to read. So she might be Dagwood and I would be Blondie and we would split out the other people. Deep and shrilly voices included. Otherwise we went to the library a lot and she would read us books. But she did not read aloud once we were older and reading on our own.
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Post by AussieMeg on Oct 20, 2018 22:15:07 GMT
My daddy always read aloud to me when I was a little girl. And I read aloud to my kids every single night without fail. DD started reading her own books for pleasure early on. I thought that DS was going to be a prolific reader because he loved it so much, but after I stopped reading to him (he was maybe about 10yo I guess) he gradually tapered off and then stopped reading. And now it is a real struggle to get him to even read his school novels. Such a shame. When I spoke to him about it, he told me that he just doesn't enjoy it. Dad and I were talking about it just the other day. I found my kids' copies of the Enchanted Woods series by Enid Blyton, and I was trying to calculate just how many times I have read those three books. Dad read them to me several times over, and I would have read them to both of my kids (at different times) at least 4 or 5 times each. And they're long chapter books. I'd hate to think how many times I read some of their other favourite (shorter) picture books - it would have to be hundreds!
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Post by revirdsuba99 on Oct 20, 2018 22:15:10 GMT
No doubt my mom, and grand parents read to me when I was younger. When I was about 8/9 I remember we read at the table after dinner. What ever book it was, everyone read, including me, a kid. We did that for years. I read to my DS. We all loved reading.
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Post by huskergal on Oct 20, 2018 22:17:30 GMT
My mom and all of my elementary teachers. I loved reading time!
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Post by marimoose on Oct 20, 2018 22:20:57 GMT
I am envious of those of you who had someone read to you. I do not recall teachers reading to my classes and my parents certainly did not read to us. I love reading and have from a very young age, as long as I can remember and have no idea where I picked it up from. I remember getting in trouble from my Mom for coming home late because I spent too much time in the school library - what an odd thing to get in trouble for. I loved books, wanted books and my Mom didn't see the point. I was lucky that my Dad did order from a few monthly book clubs for me and I even recall him taking me to a public library a few times, memories I cherish. In 8th grade I received a special award that was created for me as having read the most books. I kept a log of the books I read with all the information. I spent my free time assisting in the school library. They even let me have some input in selecting new books when they were ordering. I was such a nerd . I did get to go to the elementary school to read to the little ones occasionally. Now...my kids - I have read to them since they were born. Books were and still are cherished gifts. My "kids" range in age from 23 to 30 now and 3 of them are avid readers, the other will read but has other interests. My 28yo son reads the most these days and he prefers non-fiction. He is a fountain of information and loves to watch Jeopardy and keep his own score. He is quite good and I am sure it is from all the words he consumes. My oldest daughter aspires to be a writer. They were raised in a library for as often as we were there. I spent so many hours in the schools volunteering to read to kids or be read to. I agree that reading is vital! The younger we introduce books, the better.
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Post by eleezybeth on Oct 20, 2018 22:59:46 GMT
Yes, all my teachers and my mom read to us every night. I like to read, my brother hates it. I read to my kids 350/365 nights. We read a lot in the car too.
In my 12 year olds literature class, they don’t read out loud to each other but are listening to the book on Audible and reading along. I’m still not sure how I feel about that.
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Post by padresfan619 on Oct 20, 2018 23:03:27 GMT
My mom read to me most nights, my dad would on the nights he wasn’t working late. Every teacher through elementary school would read to us too.
I watch my two nieces regularly and they each get their own stories at bed time, one goes down earlier than the other so they each get to choose stories. I hope to have my own children soon and I’ll read every night.
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Post by LavenderLayoutLady on Oct 20, 2018 23:04:43 GMT
My mom m read to me often when I was little.
I read to my kids everyday.
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Post by femalebusiness on Oct 20, 2018 23:11:31 GMT
I had a fifth grade teacher that read to us every day. She read the Little House books. I still remember how much I enjoyed it. My mom and dad did not read to us but my dad started taking me to the library when I was three or four, before I started school. We went to the library every week until I was in junior high school.
I was reading for myself by the time I was in kindergarten. My next door neighbor was five years older than me and she was super smart and a straight A student. When she was around eight or nine years old she liked to play school and she was always the teacher. She would get me, my sister and her brother and sit us all in a row and teach us. She had a big chalk board and books and paper. I was reading and she taught me long division before I was in first grade. She ended up being a math genius. I swear that she was the reason that I did so well in school. I had such a head start from her playing school with us.
I bought books for my daughter before she was even born and read to her when she was small. I love books.
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Post by melissa on Oct 20, 2018 23:21:48 GMT
Both of my parents read to us. I specifically remember my dad reading "The Sneeches on the Beaches" (Dr. Seuss) and my all time favorite, "Mr. Tall and Mr. Small," a story about a giraffe and a mouse that worked together when a fire hit their forest.
I also remember my third grade teacher reading us "James and the Giant Peach." I know she read us something else that year, but my memories are all about sitting under the big tree in front of the the very old school while she read us a chapter from the book. That school was so old that they retired it the next year. We were the last students to use it as a school, beautiful tin tiled ceilings and all.
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Post by J u l e e on Oct 20, 2018 23:43:26 GMT
In elementary school (1970s) our school librarian went into every class and read from a new book for about ten minutes once a week. It was my favorite part of the week (and I loved every bit of school). I could not wait for her to arrive. And when it came time for our class to go the library that week I would run to check out whatever book she shared.
My third grade teacher read to us every day after lunch. She had a stack of carpet squares and we would all sit on the floor around her chair. I remember The Boxcar Children and Charlotte's Web especially. She was the only teacher I remember reading aloud to us.
When I taught, I did the same thing. And a stack of carpet squares was one of the first things I bought for my classroom after I was hired.
Sweet memories. Sweet thread.
ETA - how could I forget my first grade teacher!! She had a rocking chair she would sit in and read to us from, and each day a different student got to sit in her lap when she read! She was probably in her 50s but I thought she was like the best grandma ever.
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Post by julie5 on Oct 20, 2018 23:50:26 GMT
My mom read to all of us kids until we learned to read independently.
I had a teacher in third grade who read the box car children to us. I loved it.
My youngest is currently Learning at home and I got this great history curriculum that combines all sorts of activities into the learning. Well, we have chapter books he’s supposed to read each day but because he’s dyslexic and I want him to learn, I’m doing the reading. Right now we are on Leif Erickson/Vikings and I know he would not be nearly as engrossed if he had to read to himself. I’m trying to make it exciting by using inflection, as well as model good speaking skills. We’re both loving history more than anything right now.
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Post by katlaw on Oct 20, 2018 23:58:52 GMT
My parents both read to us when we were little. I remember my mom's soft, melodic voice as I drifted off to sleep. And my father's voice, he was the one who would do the characters voice and really get into the story. My mom told me when I learned to read at 4 years old I told my dad I did not want to listen to him read anymore. She told me he was so sad I had outgrown that. I wish I had known that when he was alive and could have told him how much I loved him reading to me. All of my teachers read to us over the years but my favourite was my grade 4 teacher. Her name was Mrs Keeler and she was our school librarian as well. She would read to us everyday after lunch, to get us settled down and ready to learn again she said. She read us The Secret World of Og by Pierre Berton. This is such a wonderful, read aloud book with great illustrations done by his daughter Patsy Berton. If you have not read this book with your children I highly recommend it. I read with all three of my children. My older two boys never seemed to settle down and enjoy it as much. My youngest wanted to be read to at bedtime until he was 11 or 12. We have read some wonderful books together. Today my mom is 81 and has vascular dementia. I have been reading books aloud to her. My voice is calming to her and with her dementia it is hard to have a conversation. Reading aloud gives us time together without long, repeated conversations. OP - thanks for starting this thread. I have many happy memories of being read to and reading with my children and reading everyone's story makes this a feel good thread for me.
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Post by Linda on Oct 21, 2018 0:03:45 GMT
I know my mum read aloud when I was small. I don't recall primary school teachers reading aloud but I'm sure they must have. I was a voracious reader as a child - my mum would tell me to put the book down and read and I remember getting in trouble for reading in class.
I've read to my children for years - well into middle school. I'm still reading aloud to DD12 - right now we're reading The Royal Diaries: Princess of the Nile as well as reading a saint/day book at bedtime. 2/3rd of mine were late readers but all ended up being voracious readers.
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Post by IAmUnoriginal on Oct 21, 2018 0:03:49 GMT
Every day after recess, every teacher in my elementary school read to their class for 30 minutes. Ours was a small school and all students had lunch and recess together. The school was strangely quiet during those 30 minutes since no one was moving through the halls. It was a big treat when we had a guest reader come over from the high school side of the building. K-6 were on one side, there was a long hallway with the nurse and administrative offices, and then the HS on the opposite end of that hallway. My favorite reader was our elementary principal who also taught 3rd grade in the afternoon. He read the Little House books to every one of his classes until he retired. We could bring our own copy to follow along. I still have my set. My dad was also an excellent reader, He’d do voices and was very expressive.
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Post by lesserknownpea on Oct 21, 2018 0:05:29 GMT
I’m living these stories so much. Thank you everyone for sharing!
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Post by lesserknownpea on Oct 21, 2018 0:06:35 GMT
My parents both read to us when we were little. I remember my mom's soft, melodic voice as I drifted off to sleep. And my father's voice, he was the one who would do the characters voice and really get into the story. My mom told me when I learned to read at 4 years old I told my dad I did not want to listen to him read anymore. She told me he was so sad I had outgrown that. I wish I had known that when he was alive and could have told him how much I loved him reading to me. All of my teachers read to us over the years but my favourite was my grade 4 teacher. Her name was Mrs Keeler and she was our school librarian as well. She would read to us everyday after lunch, to get us settled down and ready to learn again she said. She read us The Secret World of Og by Pierre Berton. This is such a wonderful, read aloud book with great illustrations done by his daughter Patsy Berton. If you have not read this book with your children I highly recommend it. I read with all three of my children. My older two boys never seemed to settle down and enjoy it as much. My youngest wanted to be read to at bedtime until he was 11 or 12. We have read some wonderful books together. Today my mom is 81 and has vascular dementia. I have been reading books aloud to her. My voice is calming to her and with her dementia it is hard to have a conversation. Reading aloud gives us time together without long, repeated conversations. OP - thanks for starting this thread. I have many happy memories of being read to and reading with my children and reading everyone's story makes this a feel good thread for me. This is so sweet! My mom didn’t get dementia, but she was on so much morphine before she died I know what you mean.
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Post by Nanner on Oct 21, 2018 0:28:36 GMT
I was read to every night as a child, and I read to my children every night. I love to read. My daughter loves to read. My son hates it.
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Post by scrapmaven on Oct 21, 2018 0:37:36 GMT
Reading was a big deal in my house. My mother read to us, told us stories, the whole shabang. My teachers read aloud to us, as well. I used to get to read aloud to the class, too. I did voices and inflection and I guess it was more interesting than someone droning on and on.
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Post by 950nancy on Oct 21, 2018 0:46:36 GMT
My favorite time of the day as a teacher was read aloud. Sometimes my ten minutes turned into thirty minutes if it was an especially good part of the story. I''d always ask the kids what their favorite book was that I read to them and most often it was The Pagemaster. When I would ask why, the kids would always agree it was the voices of the characters. Made me feel like Jim Dale (guy who did the voice for the Harry Potter series).
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Post by peano on Oct 21, 2018 0:52:50 GMT
I remember teachers reading The Boxcar Children and Charlotte’s Web to us.
I started reading to DS as a baby—literally for hours a day. I read to him until probably 7th grade or so. We read all the Harry Potters, the Percy Jackson series, the Hunger Games series and many others I’ve forgotten. It was such a bonding experience.
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Post by papersilly on Oct 21, 2018 0:54:37 GMT
My dad always told us stories he created himself. Magical stories of giants and forests. It was all so vivid.
My teachers thru the third grade read to us.
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Post by bc2ca on Oct 21, 2018 2:34:02 GMT
I don't remember my parents reading aloud, but I know they did. I distinctly remember going to the library from a very young age and bringing home bags of books every week. All my elementary school teachers read aloud for 20 minutes coming in after lunch. Thinking back, I assume it was a school wide policy and may have been a pilot program as our school was partnered with the local university education department for a lot of curriculum development initiatives. I have always been a voracious reader and still remember my 6th grade teacher introducing me to Gerald Durrell ( My Family and Other Animals) and Farley Mowat ( Never Cry Wolf). I loved reading aloud with my kids. Because of DD's processing issues, I continued to read aloud until through MS and DH would complain if we read a chapter before he got home.
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Post by pierkiss on Oct 21, 2018 2:53:53 GMT
My parents read to us. My dad was in charge of bedtime stories. He read us the lord of the rings books and the hobbit, the narnia series, and some others I can’t remember. He is big on fantasy books, and I think he wanted us to enjoy that genre as much as he does. My mom read us story books throughout the day when I was little. All through elementary school my teachers read to us.
In 5th grade I had a teacher named Mrs Jordan. She actually prerecorded herself reading all of the books that she read for story time that year. She would put the tape in, push play, and “she” would be reading the story. I thought this was great! It took us a while to figure out who was on the tape doing the reading. So funny. I think this allowed her to get a little bit of time back in her day to grade papers and create materials. Looking back I kind of think it’s a genius teacher move.
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Post by nlwilkins on Oct 21, 2018 2:55:33 GMT
Mother read to my little brother and I until she was widowed and then did not have the time. It was following along with the words when she read that taught me how to read by the time I was three. We had a set of children's books that came with our encyclopedias. It was a set of books for young readers that started with the basic nursery rhymes and went through Tom Sawyer and Little House on the Prairie. I still have those books 68 years later. They are precious to me. They remind me of a more leisurely time when reading to children, playing hopscotch, and workup softball were the norm. We were not rushing around to different activities everyday or booked up solid each week like so many children seem to be now days.
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Post by gorgeouskid on Oct 21, 2018 3:05:08 GMT
I have fond memories of cuddling and reading with my mom and grandmas. However, once I learned to read, I never really liked being read to any longer. In particular, I couldn't stand being read to in school- not an auditory learner.
I had to train myself to listen to audiobooks by listening to old favorites that I'd read multiple times. It's still not my favorite thing, but it helps pass the time on long drives.
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