Showing posts with label Books. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Books. Show all posts

Sunday, February 8, 2009

My Second Reading of Children's Books

When I was young (meaning between the ages of 3-9), I read or was read story and picture books all the time. There was never a big enough stack in our house and the library was a favorite place for me to visit. As I grew older though, those books with bright pictures and big words were traded for books with small words and no pictures. I continued reading and even now, reading is a pastime that I cherish, and definitely don't get enough of.

Over time I have reread many of those brightly colored and whimsical stories to small eager children that I have babysat or spent time with. But now, at the ripe old age of 18, I am picking those types of books up yet again, to learn from their wisdom and gain confidence in my limited reading skills. I can be found sitting on my bed or at my desk reading a book covered in pictures. Often I am laughing and more often I have a puzzled look on my face. Hmmmm... maybe I need be reading board books first. It is as if I am discovering the stories and facts for the first time!

In order to allay any fears that you might have in regards to my reading skills... let me clarify something. All these books are in Spanish. :D

Yes, I am not unlike a 5 year old in my reading skill... the jokes, pretty pictures and big words are perfect for me. I am quite thrilled with my books and am looking forward to a trip to the children's section of the library sometime next week. Right now, my favorite book is Curious George, or as is it is called in Spanish: "Jorge el Curioso".

For your benefit (especially those of you who know Spanish) here is an excerpt from mi libro favorito!


"Éste es Jorge. Vivía en África. Era muy feliz. Pero tenía una falta: era demasiado curiouso. Un día Jorge vió a un hombre. Llevaba un sombrero amarillo grande de paja. El hombre vió a Jorge también. -¡Qué monito más lindo! - pensó. - Me gustaría llevarlo a casa conmigo. Puso el sombrero en el suelo y, por supuesto, Jorge tuvo curiosidad. Bajó del árbol para mirar aquel sombrerón amarillo de paja."