Some of us seem to be born readers. The love of a story is embedded within our DNA. We have gravitated to books from babyhood. Unfortunately, this is not true for everyone. Many of the students I work with will avoid reading at any cost. <a href="https://www.vecteezy.com/free-vector/vector">Vector Vectors by Vecteezy</a> It is my firm belief... Continue Reading →
Optometrist or Torturer?
There are people who read for necessity. Then there are people who read for pleasure. Finally, there are people for whom reading borders on addiction. I am one of the latter. Yesterday I had an eye doctor appointment. As part of the examination, the doctor handed me a story and asked me to read the... Continue Reading →
My journey in books
It all started with a dirty dog named Harry. Before I could read myself, I loved hearing stories. Mom always read me a book before I went to bed each night: Mother Goose, Amanda and Oliver Pig, a volume of Sesame Street books that arrived monthly just to name a few. But Harry the Dirty... Continue Reading →