Happything, Friday 29th January
I helped (as I do each time it happens) with Second Small Person's twice-termly class trip to the local library. The class teacher, a teaching assistant, and one or two mums ensure that 30-odd children walk safely the half mile from school to the library, and back: they all sit quietly (we hope!) on the carpet while the lovely librarian reads them a short story; and then they all change their book, so I get to help them make choices and find what they want.
They are quite a bookish class: the more advanced readers are coping with Tolkien, Cressida Cowell and up, while some prefer comic books or simpler series, but they all love to read.
So yesterday's #happything was the sight of 28 eight-and-nine-year-olds all sitting or lying on the Library carpet, entirely rapt, with their noses in books :-)
They are quite a bookish class: the more advanced readers are coping with Tolkien, Cressida Cowell and up, while some prefer comic books or simpler series, but they all love to read.
So yesterday's #happything was the sight of 28 eight-and-nine-year-olds all sitting or lying on the Library carpet, entirely rapt, with their noses in books :-)