Another *new* “series”. I’ve finally started reading the bigger books to the children. I attempted to do this earlier, but Gunther’s attention span was not quite up to it. We have been living without a TV fairly consistently lately, it’s probably been out a total of three times over this past month, so our new family tradition has been to read these books aloud together. Sophia reads us her home readers (her reading is improving leaps and bounds, I hardly need to read the books to her first) and I read a chapter of our big book and maybe a couple of smaller books.
I am faced with a bit of a booky dilemma. I have far too many. A clear out is (again) definitely in order. These things are so hard, but I am feeling the need (again) to be more unencumbered by stuff and will (again) have to watch our stuff intake so that we inadvertently accumulate more before we head off on our round-Australia trip which is still very much on the cards.
And…actually…I can’t wait. My desire is to get out into this wide land faced only with nature alongside only my two children and my husband. I am a real family girl and, at the moment, this is all I crave!
We started with The Enchanted Wood which is actually the first in Enid Blyton’s Faraway Tree series. I thought this would be a good one to test the waters with Gunny’s attention span. There are beautiful illustrations, but not too many, at least one a spread, but the length of the chapters helped to stretch Gunther a little and he is doing well with the books we have now moved on to. Miss Enid definitely wrote for children. Some of the language I found a little tedious to read through, a lot of unnecessary detail (and the language slightly archaic) but the children latched onto each word and I think it really helped them to ‘see’ the pictures in their heads.
They are two ‘naughty’ bunnies, who always get into mischief, but are well meaning and quite harmless. I like how Enid Blyton managed to create naughty characters who children could relate to without painting them as totally dark, but instead a mixture of clever, silly, dumb, inconsiderate, mischievous, loving, caring, helpful, bored etc. I really enjoyed reading this to the kids, but by the end was ready to head out of Enid Blyton’s ideal, imagined, rather fluffy world, into something slightly more real.
We are currently into the Swiss Family Robinson and I’ll report back once we’re done. I am so far loving the language, though occasionally it is a bit too mature for the children to grab onto, still they listen and remember the story line, which I quiz them on every now and then.