Reading is a pleasure...I can't remember a time when my parents didn't read. I started reading when I was 3 and my sister started about the same age too. Only my two brothers do not seem to have this love of reading in them.
So imagine my surprise yesterday when my nephew took out his Thomas books and started reading to me. At only 2 years old, he was able to read his books. Maybe, his diction is still not clear, but clearly, he loves the books and loves reading them. He made me follow him reading from the beginning to the end of one of the books. COOL!
Now, I wonder how to get my brother to read his books! After all, his oral exam is around the corner and yet, he is not making the effort to practise reading.
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