If you follow along my rambling with any regularity, then you know that I have this
Of course, of course of course of course, I've always had a "feeling" of the approach that I wanted to take, but I still felt an intense need to survey others. Was I looking for validation?
We are beginning to see the fruits of this labor around here, with Little Miss Sunshine choosing to work her way through beginning reader books in English. It's rough, it's choppy, it's filled with frustrated pauses and requests for clarification . . . it's just as it should be, with her eager to carry on. Observing a child learning to read is a joyous thing -- maybe one of the best things in life. The empowerment is intense.
(Not to mention that Richard and I are feeling a bit proud of our accomplishment . . . I mean, we've collectively taught lots of kids many things, but being responsible for teaching our only one to read by doing what "feels right". . . well, that give us all sorts of good feelings inside. Hey, we do know what we are doing afterall.)
She's got a long way to go, but we are pleased with the recent boost in confidence she's feeling. She is so incredibly pleased with herself, prouder than I've ever seen her. The reading in Italian? Piece of cake. Top of the class. (For today.) Ironically, she doesn't share the same sense of pride about that -- even though she is much better in Italian.
Our approach is a multifaceted one based largely on cues from the child, one that has, in many ways, developed organically in our family. I'll be happy to share my philosophy some time with you.