I read children's books aloud to myself. There, I said it. I order them from the library for myself, purchase some of them for myself, and I read them aloud to (you guessed it) myself. Now, of course I love to share them with my youngest brother, with other kiddos that I know, and I even sometimes hold on to children's books with the possibility of my own future children (or nieces and nephews) one day enjoying them. But, I definitely love children's books.
Today I was reading Mr. Putter and Tabby Bake the Cake written by Cynthia Rylant and illustrated by Arthur Howard. I was indeed reading it aloud to myself when the thought struck me-
"Why do I read books, poems, paragraphs, and such aloud to myself?"
I don't think it is because I like to hear my own voice. (Well, maybe I enjoy my voice a little...)
I believe I love reading aloud to myself because I love hearing the flow of the words. I also love the feel of forming the sounds and rhythms with my mouth, tongue, and all the other muscles and parts that release the sound of my voice to roll through the air. There is such a simple joy in rhythmic and gently flowing reading.
I also enjoy children's books because there is a simple beauty often found within their pages. In many ways, as a young child, you view the world with a different set of eyes. When I read sweet children's books I often feel as though I am glimpsing the world from a similar perspective as I did as a child. There is a simplistic beauty in that.
So, I will go on enjoying the simple beauty and feel of the sounds as they roll off of my tongue. I'll go on childlike adventures with my storybook friends and simply enjoy the happy escapades to my hearts content.
When was the last time you held a children's book in your hand?
|A few children's books I'm looking forward to re-reading or reading for the first time.|