Harry Potter Made Me Do It!
The more you read, the more things you will know. The more that you learn, the more places you'll go. ~Dr. Seuss
As I mentioned in a previous blog entry I HATE READING!, it took some creative effort and encouragement to get Kyle to enjoy reading. I am happy to announce that those days of negativity have passed. His imagination has really sprouted and opened up in the world he reads. In fact, while I was reading the Hunger Games trilogy, he asked me what it was about. He was truly curious and interested. He was no longer intimidated by the number of books, absence of images, or the volume count. He said he thought about reading them, but then he said to me, "Well, I was actually thinking about reading the Lord of the Ring books, and then maybe I'll read those books." I told him to say the word and we'll go to the book store and he can pick whatever book we wanted or if he wanted to borrow any one of my books. I even have a series of Star Wars books that I read years ago and I decided to give him.
Kyle is still currently on the Harry Potter books, I believe he is almost done with Goblet of Fire. What is funny is Kyle's enthusiasm for me to catch up to him in the Harry Potter books. I showed him my backlog of books and he said, "Wow, Aunt Heather, you have a lot of reading to do before you can get to the Harry Potter books, so you better keep reading!" He cracks me up! I said, "Yes sir, I do." Periodically, he would ask me how many more books are in front of the Harry Potter books and I have to give him the count.
I don't think I ever really explained Kyle's love for the Harry Potter books. You see the deal was, I would read him the books. And when I mean read, I meant with my best British accent and character impersonation I could muster along with the rhythm of excitement and emphasis at the right moments. He became so into the first book, The Sorcerer's Stone, he would grab the book in the middle of day, omitting to watch TV and ask me to read to him. To really get into the story, without distractions, we would go back to his room and cuddle on the bed while I read. After about three or four chapters of reading I would need a drink and a break but Kyle would plead with me to keep reading. We both got into it! He would squirm and squeal during scary or exciting parts, which made me more involved in the story and made me laugh. I tried to make the characters come to life, as per the movies, since he was a big fan. Once, I forgot to add my version of a British accent and Kyle stopped me immediately and said, "No, Aunt Heather, the real way you read! The other way." O my goodness, yes the accent did help make the story more cultural, even though my sister didn't appreciate it.
When my sister was home for a weekend, I told Kyle why doesn't he invite his Aunt Nikki to join our reading time. We all piled on the bed, including Pudd'in. As I proceeded to read, Nicole started to snicker and said, "Yes Aunt Heather, just like when we were in London." I told her I was a quarter British and I was doing just fine! She couldn't help but laugh over that comment.
I must say I LOVED our time together reading. Then came the dreaded day when he wanted to start taking the books to school to read. Now I was in shock! I asked him, "I thought you wanted me to read to you?" He said, "I do, but I also want to read them on my own in school." What could I say, I was between shock and pride thinking about those years of pushing and bribing and arguing. After all, that's the moment I've been waiting for. And I must admit I was sad, only because I so enjoyed reading with Kyle and watching the expressions on his face and the tension in his body from being completely consumed by the story.
Now, getting to the original point of the story. A little while back, Kyle had his school musical. That's when I found out that Kyle got in trouble for reading in class. Now that didn't seem like Kyle. He is very adamant about obeying the rules. The story seemed a bit exaggerated. Later that day, I picked Kyle up from the bus to go to Light Up Night. I wasn't mad but more curious over the situation. I said, "Kyle I'm not mad but I do want to know why the teacher took your book from you." He put his head down with the slight smile. "I was reading my Harry Potter book in class." I said, "That doesn't sound like you. What did the teacher say? Did you get your book back? Did she really throw it out in the hall?"
"No, Aunt Heather, she just said to pay attention to the kids at the chalkboard. Then, after I she caught me reading again, she took my book from me. She didn't throw it, well maybe on the desk, but I got it back at the end of class."
"Why would you not listen to your teacher?" Still in disbelief.
"I was waiting for them [the students] to finish their problems and then I would pay attention."
Kyle was utilizing his time management skills! While all the other students were staring out into space, Kyle wanted to read in his book! I busted out loud laughing! I immediately said, "Well, I'll give you credit for making the most of your time and I'm happy you're enjoying the book." He was happy to hear that and I think was relieved he wasn't in trouble with me. After all, how could I get mad over a desire to read! I did tell him to respect authority and left it at that. I smiled with excitement the entire way to Pittsburgh for Kyle's love of reading.
Read the prequel I HATE READING!