Yesterday I finished reading Punkzilla by Adam Rapp. It was really good. (If I can gather the motivation I will write a review … later. If I can’t, then you should just read it, it is good.)
After finishing one book I promptly started another (the joys of Sunday afternoon), By the Time You Read This I’ll Be Dead by Julie Anne Peters.
There is nothing wrong with this except that I have a stack of books next to my bed that I need to read for school. They are books that I (think I) want to use in the classroom but, obviously, have to read first. They are all books that I am excited about reading, but somehow when I have to read them it becomes not so fun. This is a lesson that I should take with me into the classroom. I am sure that students feel the same way when assigned a book, regardless of whether or not they want to read it. This makes me question my role as an educator … Is it my job to guide students into a reading life or is it my role to guide students to specific literature (i.e. the classics, the canon, etc…)?
Lately I have been of the first camp. My primary goal is to help students discover the joys and payoffs of reading. Once I have overcome this obstacle then I can help them dive deeper into the world of literature with its many genres and authors, both new and old.
This is far more philosophical than I meant to get tonight. I have work to do, motivation to find, and sleep to get.