Thursday, October 20, 2011
When I was little my mother bought several hardcover books for us that were read over and over. After we outgrew them she took them to her kindergarten classroom. And when she started teaching high school students she had three crates of books she no longer needed. It was fun to go through the titles and recall reading them so many times. One of those books, The Little Old Man Who Could Not Read by Irma Simonton Black, is one I have read to my early elementary students. This little old man who didn't see a need to know how to read until his wife leaves him home over night does a good job of showing how necessary reading is. In true 1970s childrens book fashion, my students always marvel at the fact that one two page spread is in color, and the following two page spread is black and white. I just looked at this book yesterday as I was reshelving books in my office, glad I had run across it since it brought back many happy memories of reading this book as a child and now as an adult.