My dad started taking me to the library when I was two years old. He took me to the library for the children’s programs. We would go for the activities, story time, and to check out books. The books we checked out, since at that age I couldn’t read, he would read the books to me at bedtime. In 2001, a new library was built on the next street.
Gary Paulsen is a well known, famous writer. Paulsen was born on May 17, 1939. He lived with his grandmother and aunts for many years. When Paulsen was six he brought a book home for the first time and read it through the end without stopping. By the time Paulsen was seven he had written many short stories.
Professor, Zmoda, I never really had a favorite children’s going as a kids, but I have read many interesting books. I own half of the Dr. Seuss collection. I remember reading books by Stan and Jane Berenstain and Bill Martin. I have read this about to share so many times to my son and his friends at daycare. Today, I would have brought in the book,called Tiptoe Into Kindergarten written and illustrated by Jacqueline Rogers.
He is never allowed to go outside or let anyone know that he exists. As the story goes on he finds another child like himself and this is the beginning of an amazing seven book series. I read every book of the shadow children series and fell in love with every single one. Now these books gave me a love for novels that lasted for years, my peak of reading was probable in middle school. I read many, many books, I would even consider myself a book worm.
After moving away I did not get to see him for a while, yet I thought of him often. A few months ago I went back to pay Bernie a visit. When I entered his bedroom he had the biggest grin on his face. We talked for a while about life and what we had been up to. Just before I left Bernie told his PCA to open up a safe he had hanging on his wall right next to his bed.
So his father sent him to a school in the neighboring country. James learned French, Latin, and Greek so he could read all the books in the school. In 1769 Madison set off to Princeton, where he studied for three years. While he was at college he befriended Thomas Jefferson, and though they never agreed completely
I observed my son, Orion, during story time with his father, Louis. Orion just turned four in October. He is currently attending early intervention for speech and social delays at the Catherine Dodge Brownell School in the Bronx, and had began his attendance there at the end of the last school year. Every night Orion is read to before bed. This night was his father’s turn to read.
I started reading before I went to Kindergarten. I don’t have one particular favorite but I have favorites such as Harry Potter, Vampire Academy, The Lunar Chronicles, The Darkest Minds, Percy Jackson, The Mortal Instruments. I have a book shelf that goes from the floor to the ceiling and it 's overflowing. My mom hates taking me to Barnes and Noble because I take forever and I already have “enough” books. I normally read over the summer,between 150 to 200 hours.
The year after I left Cedar Creek, I joined Thousand Oaks Elementary, and more specifically, Teacher Libby’s class. She was nice, but I found all the books in her class dull and pointless. So I borrowed my brother’s books, he three years my elder, and brought them to school with me. I remember one day I was so engrossed in a Percy Jackson book that I didn’t notice everyone had already gone to the rug five minutes ago. I had a wild imagination and
I first discovered speech-language pathology back when I was in high school, in a very unexpected way. I was talking with my grandmother, who had told me she received her Masters degree in Speech-Language Pathology after my father was born. My father has had hearing aids since the age of five, and had to continuously attend speech therapy while growing up. My grandmother told me stories of how she would sit with my father every night, away from his six other siblings, with the lights off and talk to him. She would say words to him, which he would then have to repeat back to her, without relying on his normal trick of reading lips.