I am still am member of the Library Volunteers at my son’s former elementary school. This is just like my mom–she was a library volunteer at my elementary school and continued long after I graduated. Our reasons are different though. My mom is very social and enjoyed the comradery. Me, I do it for the books. I’m much more of a book lover than my mom.
I have to read aloud to the fourth, fifth and sixth grades, one time each, this semester. I chose the book Umbrella by Taro Yashima.
This book is a little longer than I usually read. (I try to pick short books.) It’s also a quiet, slow book. I think this is all okay, though, because it is only the upper grades who are listening to this book.
I know I have written about this book before on this blog, but I will just say again that I love it. The reason I love it are these lines which occur near the end:
Momo is a big girl now, and this is a story she does not remember at all.
We have all had so many experiences, and we don’t remember a bit of them. Life is moving to fast for us to catch. It’s so funny to me that we all have a life that that occured before we were three years old, and it’s lost forever in our memories.
Regarding the flashcards, I made a bit of a mistake. I used a flimsier paper than I usually use. When you turn it over, you can see the black ink leaking through. So I just didn’t write the Japanese word on the back. I just say it out loud. Not the best, but I will remember now to use the good thick paper.