Reading to Children

Some lines towards a poem. This first appeared on my now defunct Love from Tokyo blog.

Reading to children is becoming a child once again, in my mother’s old bed in her mother’s house listening to Beatrix Potter

Reading to children is snuggling, cuddling

Reading to children is sharing elephants and fart jokes to comfort a playmate who really wants his mum

Reading to children in a foreign languages is seeing fear and confusion giving way to comprehension, self-confidence and strange grammars

Reading poetry to children is feeling nostalgic for an Australian bushland childhood more familiar from books than Country

Reading poetry to children is glowing inside as you see them appreciate the rhythmic power of the word

Reading to children is awesome!

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