I have been studying literacy since I became a teacher. What to do, what not to do, etc.
But suddenly it is all becoming so real! After all, this little guy inside me can now hear my voice. And so I read. Aloud.
I remember reading somewhere how important it is to hold your babies which reading. What you’re reading matters less–after all, they can’t yet understand. But they do begin to associate love with reading.
And so I read.
I read my bible at night when I read for myself. Hearing Proverbs outloud helps me too. I read daily to my students–all the while thinking of my most precious student. And I read her very first book to her. A book I begged Victor to let me buy (it was a little pricy).
I bought it, of course with baby in mind. Because I also read how important it is for babies to be able to interact with books. Hence the reason why baby books are soft, hard, textured and able to be chewed. This is a soft book–it crinkles and has a horn-like squeeze toy inside.
And I am training my husband. Literacy isn’t a priority here in Mexico, and I won’t be having a Mexican child who can’t take advantage of all those scholarships available to him (joking). So Papi reads too.
Oh, baby-of-mine, listen, will you? This world is full of adventure, and oh! the places you’ll go!