Today I finished reading aloud to Miles, “The Wild Robot.” I was a bit choked up. Miles and his sister Claire (also a former student) were too. This was the best Thanksgiving, real giving that truly matters.
For bloggers who don’t know Miles, he was my preschool student last year. Over the summer he had a serious brain injury, had emergency surgery in Boston… what could I do to help? He needed to rest his brain, so I started reading to him, every week. It was wonderful. Miles could rest and become ‘lost’ in a terrific adventure story.
Our reading together continued every week, even after his healing was going strong. We had to finish the book! More importantly, we had established a ‘tradition’, a weekly routine. Tuesday afternoons were special, from September through November.
And sadly, today was the last day. The children gave me a book, and most importantly, words – messages of thanks, priceless words. Aren’t words true treasures? They stick with you forever. Words from a book, and words from a child are the greatest gift of all.
“Once upon a time, there was a very special girl named Jennie. She was a great reader and came over once a week to read to the family.”
I hope your Thanksgiving is filled with giving and reflecting on what is important. The little things are really the big things.