Showing posts with label summer. Show all posts
Showing posts with label summer. Show all posts
Thursday, July 24, 2014
Mary
Hi! I am Mary. I am very interested with reading and writing, so I am doing a blog with my twin sister, Kate. I am 9 years old and going into fifth grade in the fall. Reading books is pretty much a half of my summer, because I wake up in the morning and read, eat and read, and then play for the rest of the day. I hope you enjoy reading my reviews!
Location:
Michigan, USA
Tuesday, July 15, 2014
Kate and Mary Read
It will be the summer of reading. Last summer it was bicycles, riding
for hours on end for the first time without the aid of additional
wheels (quiet, they are city children, it took a bit longer), and the
summer before that, the summer of France, on their first trip to one of
my favorite countries. But this year, in what could have been the summer
of soccer (although, now wrapped, their enchantment with the World Cup
was too fleeting to define an entire summer), it is the summer of
reading. It's nothing new, they have always been fond of books and
stories but this year their lazy selves are lolling in bed some days
until 11:00, waking and reading for hours before dragging themselves
downstairs in search of food. They are building forts and finding nooks
to house their afternoon habit; dirt and sand covered children crawling
into the corners of our home, books in hand, to pick up where they left
off that morning.
We have no complaints.
When they were born my cousin gave me a book, a big thick book, called "How to Raise Readers" or something like that. I thought this was genius and planned on reading it cover to cover as soon as I found time. I suspect it is still in the exact place on the shelf where I put it almost ten years ago, having never found the time to read about reading, choosing rather to actually just read. This lackadaisical approach seems to have worked.
We read together every night, the three of us. Last night we finished the first in The Penderwicks series, a book we all loved so much so that the next two books have just been ordered from my favorite used book seller. The girls, on their own, just finished Charlie and the Chocolate Factory, as did I, and we will all write reviews next week for From Left to Write, celebrating the 50th anniversary of this really terrific book. And now they will have their own space, NorthSideFour: Kate and Mary Read, because all this reading begets writing, and I'm most curious as to what they have to say. Nose buried in books, I haven't talked to them in days.
We have no complaints.
When they were born my cousin gave me a book, a big thick book, called "How to Raise Readers" or something like that. I thought this was genius and planned on reading it cover to cover as soon as I found time. I suspect it is still in the exact place on the shelf where I put it almost ten years ago, having never found the time to read about reading, choosing rather to actually just read. This lackadaisical approach seems to have worked.
We read together every night, the three of us. Last night we finished the first in The Penderwicks series, a book we all loved so much so that the next two books have just been ordered from my favorite used book seller. The girls, on their own, just finished Charlie and the Chocolate Factory, as did I, and we will all write reviews next week for From Left to Write, celebrating the 50th anniversary of this really terrific book. And now they will have their own space, NorthSideFour: Kate and Mary Read, because all this reading begets writing, and I'm most curious as to what they have to say. Nose buried in books, I haven't talked to them in days.
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