We were all a little groggy this morning when school reconvened after a nice winter's break. It was still dark outside at 8 am and rain splattered against the windows as I greeted my first reading class of the new year.
"Can we just read?" they asked sleepily.
"Sure," I agreed. "I'll come talk to each of you about the book you've chosen." And so I made my way quietly around the room.
"What are you reading?" I whispered to one girl.
"From Norvelt to Now Here," she whispered back.
"Is that a new one in the Norvelt series?" I asked, thinking of the Newbury-award winner by Jack Gantos, Dead End in Norvelt and its sequel From Norvelt to Nowhere. "I haven't heard of it," I frowned.
"I don't think so," she said, yawning. "It's in paperback." She lifted the book to show me.
I laughed as I read the title:
FROM NORVELT
TO NOWHERE
"I think you broke that last word up in the wrong place!"
She still didn't get it, and so I wrote both "nowhere" and "now here" on the board.
"Ohhhhh," she said and shrugged. "I think it sounds better the other way."
"Can we just read?" they asked sleepily.
"Sure," I agreed. "I'll come talk to each of you about the book you've chosen." And so I made my way quietly around the room.
"What are you reading?" I whispered to one girl.
"From Norvelt to Now Here," she whispered back.
"Is that a new one in the Norvelt series?" I asked, thinking of the Newbury-award winner by Jack Gantos, Dead End in Norvelt and its sequel From Norvelt to Nowhere. "I haven't heard of it," I frowned.
"I don't think so," she said, yawning. "It's in paperback." She lifted the book to show me.
I laughed as I read the title:
FROM NORVELT
TO NOWHERE
"I think you broke that last word up in the wrong place!"
She still didn't get it, and so I wrote both "nowhere" and "now here" on the board.
"Ohhhhh," she said and shrugged. "I think it sounds better the other way."
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