A love of reading begins at home
I NEVER imagined as a fully fledged grown-up, I’d enjoy a Book Week parade so much.
But last week, as I watched students parade the streets adorned in all kinds of wonderful creations, I couldn’t help but be swept up in the excitement, fun and pure child-like joy of it all.
In this seemingly crazy world where screen time reigns supreme, it’s heart-warming to see kids tap into their most valuable resource: imagination.
I don’t ever remember having a Book Week parade during my primary school days but I do remember spending countless hours lost in the pages of a book.
When I was little it was the likes of Koala Lou, Wombat Stew and Where the Wild Things Are; stories that helped me make sense of my childhood world and unleashed my imagination.
As I got a little older it was Roald Dahl, Enid Blyton and C.S Lewis that brought my evenings to life.
My mother reading to me every night before bedtime when I was a child remains one of my most treasured childhood memories and I’m so thankful to her for igniting in me a love of reading.
I can’t imagine a childhood where none of my favourite characters or fantastical tales existed.
Chinchilla State School principal Dale Magner told me Book Week was about fuelling a love of literacy and a passion for reading, not only at school but at home.
Mr Magner, I couldn’t agree more.