Dad (Michael) picked up his son (Bradley) from school this week. We had a brief but powerful conversation, one I will long remember:
Dad: “You know, Bradley talks a lot about chapter reading at school. He talks about Charlotte’s Web.”
Me: “I’m glad to hear that, Michael. He loves it, even though he might fall asleep before it’s over.”
Head nodding. Serious thinking.
Me: “It’s really a big thing, Michael, because you have to make the pictures in your head. Children have to think and focus. It’s a huge step in literacy.”
More head nodding and serious thinking. A long pause.
Dad: “I think I should chapter read to Bradley before he goes to bed. Just a chapter each night. Maybe Charlotte’s Web.”
Me: “That would be wonderful, Michael. Bradley would love it. We finished the book but it’s fresh in his brain. And, he didn’t hear the whole thing.”
More head nodding and thinking. Much more.
Dad: “His birthday is next month. He has too much stuff. We’ll get him Charlotte’s Web for his birthday.”
I think I smiled so hard that my cheeks hurt. I reached out to touch Michael’s shoulder. We looked at each other and understood. No words, just smiles.
There are those moments in teaching that are brighter than all the stars and stick with us like glue. They may be fleeting in time, yet they are powerful. This was one of those moments.
I hope E.B. White is looking down and smiling.
“Literature has been the vehicle that connects us. Regardless of age, everyone loves a good story.”
~Pete Springer, author and teacher~