Wednesday, May 6, 2015

Favorite Books of Fifth Grade


I'll post my usual lists of the books N. read and that we read aloud at the end of the month, but I thought I'd note two series that have thoroughly absorbed him this year: The Wildwood Chronicles by Colin Meloy and The Incorrigible Children of Ashton Place by Maryrose Wood.  It took N. a little while to get into the first Wildwood book, but once he did he was hooked.  There were many days where he begged to read just a little more before his regular "school" time with Tim started, or just a bit more past his already long-gone bedtime.  He's been pestering me to read the Wildwood books so we can talk about them, and I'm planning to do that now that my semester has ended. 

We don't assign reading to N., or any activities related to his reading (reports, etc.).  We talk so much together about the books that we read aloud that I think we don't need to do any additional instruction in reading comprehension or analysis at this point.  It seems to me that approaches to reading in conventional school risk killing the joy of reading, and cultivating that joy is a primary priority in our homeschooling.  Even if N. doesn't explicitly analyze the books he reads, he's absorbing so much about how fiction works just by reading a lot.  

While we don't assign reading, I spend a lot of time looking for books I think he'll enjoy and putting them in front of him to pique his interest.  Since he learned to read, N. has always loved reading non-fiction; sometimes I've taken to nagging (or even ill-fated bribing) to get him to put down the Trains magazine and read fiction (he loves having fiction read aloud to him, however).  But that's as close as we get to forcing him to read.  And when a book really grabs him, I feel so grateful for his flexible homeschool schedule that allows him to read in bed for an extra half hour (or more!), morning or night, when he really really wants to.  

When I was in fifth grade, I remember getting caught reading a book on my lap instead of following the math lesson (I wish I could recall what the book was!).  I was startled to be called on to answer some math question and had to explain that I had gotten lost in my book and hadn't really even noticed that we'd started math (quite some time ago).   My kind teacher's tone of voice changed from frustrated to forgiving, and I've always felt gratitude to her for not punishing me for loving to read (and hating math).

1 comment:

CMR said...

ahhhh--love it!! Who was the teacher??