Last Friday I wrote about how the books flew(literally) into the hands of some of my students. As an English department we talked about making sure kids have independent books to read in class and how to make sure they get some reading time every week, so that was the reason for the flying books. The kids needed them for class. I often wondered over the weekend if any of them even looked at the book or if this was just crazy Mrs. Day trying to get kids to read again. Even though I knew I had found good books for them, I worried they wouldn't give the books a chance (Coincidently, I started reading The Book Whisperer by Donalyn MIller over the weekend. It's scary how alike she and I are.)
Fast forward to Monday.
One came in carrying Tears of a Tiger by Sharon Draper. "20 pages, Mrs. Day. Good Book."
The wrestler came in carrying Four Days to Glory by Mark Kreidler, a book about the state wrestling tournament here in Iowa. He didn't comment. HE SAT DOWN AND READ!!!!! And he read every time there was a break in the action! I didn't have the heart to tell him to put his book away (He did tell me after class that I was right, the book was really good).
In every class, students came in carrying books. Only one came up to me and asked if she had to finish the book she picked out or if she could get a different one. "Life's too short to read bad books," I told her. And then I asked if she needed help finding a new one.
"Nope," she replied. "I know the one I want."
So, I feel the flying books were a success. Books are in the hands of students and they are being read because the students made the choice.
I feel validated.