I think I was seven when I
met Paddington. My son is ten.
I tried to introduce them earlier,
but it didn't take. This time there's
a bit more of a connection.
What's interesting lately is how much
more my son both withdraws and engages
during reading. Pauses are longer, and
when I read (we alternate pages) he often
wraps up in a blanket and doesn't look
(I sometimes resist this by having him
read Paddington). He also will act out
parts of the story (crawling for "Paddington
crawled on his paws") and comment on or
question parts of the story.
I do not know how
much he is retaining, I do not quiz him.
I want this to be fun, or at least funnish.
Paddington has fewer and less clear
pictures (the word "thunder" made him
think that Paddington was under an
umbrella and not a bowl) than I usually
choose. But this is such a good and
enduring story, I feel it's worth a bit
of effort. The story itself is clear and
doesn't have a lot of difficult emotional
or cultural concepts to decode.
Here's his review:
Paddington was a bear.
But Paddington was also the train station
I didn’t like the man when he didn’t know
about the bear’s name.
Still, he was called Paddington.
I liked the part when he was in hot water.
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