Of course we made the trek to a bookstore for the new Harry Potter on release day. It was a good day for a trip to Nelson for grocery shopping, so we did that. I stalwartly resisted the lure of loss-leader Harry-Potter-racks at the big box stores and headed towards the independent bookstore in Winlaw and spent almost 50% more to support one of my favourite small businesses.
Erin read the entire book between 12:30 pm and 8:30 pm, with breaks for meals and to allow the rest of us an hour or so for a couple of chapters as a readaloud. She’s listening to the readaloud too.
About six months ago, Erin began reading aloud to herself. She does this only in private, in a very disciplined way. After years of speed-of-light voracious reading, she’s discovered that reading aloud slows her down, allows her to appreciate the writers’ turns of phrases, increases her comprehension. So every night before Sophie comes to bed, Erin reads aloud to herself in her bedroom. She’s read the Philip Pullman “His Dark Materials” trilogy, the J.R.R. Tolkein “Lord of the Rings” trilogy and the five earlier Harry Potter books this way and is now starting in on Tove Jansson’s “Moomintroll” books.
A year or so ago she seemed to lose interest in our family readalouds; shifting her bedtime so much earlier than everyone else’s isolated her from that part of our family routine even more. Lately she’s been listening in again, during the day at least. And she’s listening to Harry Potter and the Half-Blood Prince with the rest of us. How could she miss that?