So, as predicted, my reading rate took a steep dive this week. I only finished one book and a children's book at that. I'm about halfway through the next Odd Thomas book and I'm kind of stuck in post modern navel gazing with one of the Canongate books, so it's a little deceptive.
However, between grading and comments and being sick, I spent pretty much all free time, asleep. I'm still 15 books ahead of schedule but I'm not sure if I'll get to hold onto my lead. I tell the kids to read 10 minutes a day. For most of them, that sounds/feels like a reasonable amount but still a meaningful challenge. The trick is, of course, that if they get into their books and read 10 minutes, they will likely read more than 10 minutes. Sneaky right?
I've had some great successes so far. I have many kids who "used to be readers" and have felt like they didn't have the time to justify pleasure reading in high school. Having the excuse that it's required means that they are rediscovering their love of literature. I've even gotten some habitual non readers hooked into good books. It's not universal success, but it is progress.
It makes me look around at the adults around me too. A lot of them have sacrificed reading for "real life" too. I get it. It's way easier to plug into a movie than to read, but the reading is way more rewarding.
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