My twins’ school is having a week-long, school wide reading awareness week. (On a related note, Happy Birthday Dr. Seuss!)
Today I volunteered to be a guest reader in my twins’ kindergarten class. And while I have little fear of public speaking, the thought of twenty-two little faces staring at me, slack-jawed with boredom made me more than a little nervous.
I started off with There’s a Monster at the End of This Book and brought it home with Alexander and the Terrible, Horrible, No Good, Very Bad Day.
I also oversold the awesomeness of every single sentence, had the kids helping me turn pages, and in general acted like reading was the funnest thing ever invented.
And I rocked!
Why do I know I rocked?
Because fifteen kids GAVE UP THEIR RECESS to hear me read the Monster book again. (I’m overlooking the fact my daughter wasn’t one of them)
This is the perfect example of the power of words.
Write on my friends. Write on.