"How do you think the little boy felt when he was walking through the snow?" In the second grade, we were assigned to read a short story and answer a few, basic questions. I remember sitting with my mom after school, reading the passage over and over again looking for "He felt __". I was mad. I was confused and frustrated that my teacher would dare give me a question that the story did not answer. After a while, my mom gave in and tried to relate to me that you had to think about what was going on behind the words. You have to feel the snow crunch under your boots when the little boy walks through the woods. You have to smell the quiet and taste the silence that snow brings.
We are all challenged by the literature we read, and I still am,
We are all challenged by the literature we read, and I still am,