What was really infuriating was that Mom followed it with Narnia in the first grade. By the time she was finished, i was at my reading level. My teacher was reading The Lion, The Witch, And The Wardrobe to us in class, and she started trading off with me for some of the chapters.
Second Grade Teacher, some half year later: "JLady, about this reading log. There is no way you read all of the Chronicles of Narnia in one morning three Saturdays ago."
Me: "Have you seen how thin they are?"
But really, I spent that Saturday morning sprawled in my usual Saturday morning spot in the living room, six paperbacks strewn around me, the seventh in my hands, flipping between books to check continuity issues. (Because the good cartoon specials always came on Nickelodeon Saturday afternoon.)
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Date: 2009-03-29 10:33 pm (UTC)Second Grade Teacher, some half year later: "JLady, about this reading log. There is no way you read all of the Chronicles of Narnia in one morning three Saturdays ago."
Me: "Have you seen how thin they are?"
But really, I spent that Saturday morning sprawled in my usual Saturday morning spot in the living room, six paperbacks strewn around me, the seventh in my hands, flipping between books to check continuity issues. (Because the good cartoon specials always came on Nickelodeon Saturday afternoon.)