corner view / italy: books
Every week of the school year for the past three years, my daughter has brought a book home from her asilo or preschool. I'm pretty sure that I was supposed to be reading those books to her all along; not quite comfortable with that, I've stuck to reading mostly in English . . . lots and lots and lots of books in English.
Often, the little cotton bag and book spent the week in the car as we traveled here and there, until it was time to bring it in for a trade for the next book. The early literacy teacher was not too pleased with me: I've done lots of smiling and nodding in meetings with her.
And now? Now the book bag at least makes it into the house each week, and when she so chooses, she reads the books in Italian to me. She's progressed quite well since September.
However. . . I still stick to the English only & plan to continue to do so. The literacy teacher thinks it would be wise for me to do otherwise -- to support efforts in Italian rather than read exclusively in English. I could not disagree with her more . . . so I still smile and nod a lot when I meet with her. To disagree would be completely useless.
My daughter has learned to read in Italian in spite of my lack of cooperation. In the meantime, I have exposed her to beautiful prose with rich vocabulary and varied syntax in my native language, and even a bit of poetry from time to time. (I've had more than a couple of college courses on this topic, you know . . . and I was listening during those lectures. The literacy teacher is not too interested in that. Too bad.)
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