Archive for January, 2013

As you can imagine, reading is something we do quite a bit at our house. We read all kinds of things with the boys: board books, picture books, graphic novels, short stories, and, more recently, middle grade and YA novels.

We have completed the Inheritance Cycle by Christopher Paolini, some of the Narnia series by C.S. Lewis, and a handful of others. We are currently on the fourth book in the Harry Potter series by J.K. Rowling, Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire. 

Reading the longer novels has given us the opportunity to practice reading comprehension and encounter new vocabulary terms with Gideon. Wash is still to young to be still and listen to an entire chapter, but he is in the room for the family reading time. It has been, and continues to be a wonderful experience for our family and it is a time I look forward to every day.

This current rereading of the Harry Potter series will mark my third journey through the books. My perspective is different, I have motherhood under my umbrella of experiences now, but the humor and characters are as wonderful as the first time I read them, sometimes, often times, late into the night.

While we read Harry Potter and the Prisoner of Azkaban, the third in the series, my mind was already ahead on what Harry, Ron, and Hermione would face in the coming years and something gripped my heart. The third book is the last time I can point to the narrative and easily see the innocence of the characters. They know there is bad stuff out there. They fight it off at some point in each book, but at the end of the plot of the first three, their innocence is still intact in some fashion. They are still kids. After the third book, the dangers they face are darker and they come out more and more scarred in each book.

As I listened to Ries read HP and the Prisoner of Azkaban, I grieved for the characters in this book who still have so much to face, so many fears and dangers, in the coming books. It is a testament, both to the characters and to Rowling’s crafting of them, that they are people that stick with us. How many of us have longed for a sweater from Mrs. Weasley for Christmas or wanted to be included on that magical clock in the Weasley’s kitchen?

I look at my own boys, still so young, with so many adventures of their own ahead of them and I know their innocence will be peeled away by life. Slowly, each layer will be left behind as they learn and grow. I do not wish them to remain innocent forever, but I do want to remember them as they are now so when they have grown wiser in the ways of the world, I can see their journey and be proud. I want to remember these days, before they become the men they are destined to be, so I can remind them of their journey.

For now, we will read Harry Potter and I will relish hearing the story again with my family by my side.



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