Sesame Street is effective at teaching children the alphabet and words? Oh, thank you Elizabeth Bishop, for you instead learned the old-fashioned way, reminding us there is the old-fashioned and better way of learning all things:
I was five. My grandmother had already taught me to write on a slate my name and my family’s names and the names of the dog and the two cats. Earlier she had taught me my letters, and at first I could not get past the letter g, which for some time I felt was far enough to go. My alphabet made a satisfying short song, and I didn’t want to spoil it. Then a visitor called on my grandmother and asked me if I knew my letters. I said I did and, accenting the rhythm, gave him my version. He teased me so about stopping at g that I was finally convinced one must go on with the other nineteen letters. Once past g, it was plain sailing. By the time school started, I could read almost all my primer, printed in both handwriting and type, and I loved every word.
(Quoted from page 4 of Elizabeth Bishop: The Collected Prose. Farrar, Straus, and Giroux, 1984)
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This prompted a conversation at my house this evening. My husband remembers learning the alphabet from his Abuela and my boys from their grandmother. Learning with love! Thanks for the starter, we are enjoying your blog.
Posted by: Amanda | October 06, 2010 at 05:15 PM