Thursday, August 25, 2011
Sainted Husband had a conversation with Younger Daughter that went like this:
Sainted Husband: No guessing! That's not what reading is!
Younger Daughter: But that's what the teacher said.
Sainted Husband: They taught you wrong.
This morning I was working with Younger Daughter, reading Chester, by Syd Hoff. She was doing pretty well, with coaching. She read the title character's name, "Chester", correctly several times, until she suddenly read it as "chicken". Why? There was a chicken in the illustration. She was reading the first letter, looking at the picture, and guessing, just as she was taught at school. Ugh.