It has always been a joy to hear my sister Phyllis read aloud. Till my last days, I will cherish a few days during school Christmas vacation in 1961. Phyllis was enjoying reading Great Expectations in her ninth grade English class and offered to read a few pages aloud. Daddy was working second shift at the paper mill, so once he left and the remains of the noon meal were cleared away, we settled in the cozy living room for a reading. I would have been eleven, Billy, eight, and Connie and Marilyn, two and a few months old. Enraptured by the story of Pip, the cruel Estella, and the mad Miss Havisham, I would have probably saved the book first had the house caught fire. I loved the kindly Jo and despised Mrs. Jo, his mean sister. Phyllis read for several hours as the babies played on the floor in the warm front room, enjoying being in the middle of us all clustered together around the reader. We broke only long enough to get a simple supper together and do evening chores. Soon we were back in place, where she held us till bedtime, happy captives.
The next day, we rushed through chores to be free for reading again, settling in as soon as Daddy left. Phyllis read on and on, as we did whatever chores we could that didn’t, interfere with her reading, folding laundry, ironing, watching the babies. Mother hemmed a skirt and hand-worked buttonholes in a blouse. Mother just felt we couldn’t through another afternoon listening to Phyllis read.
The next day, and the next, Phyllis read as we hung on every word about foolish, arrogant Pip. Finally, late on the fourth day, Phyllis finished Great Expectations,
leaving me questioning and hungering for more. Why had Miss Havisham gone to so much trouble to be cruel? How could Pip be so ungrateful and foolish? What happened afterwards?
Phyllis read us many more books, to my great joy, introducing me to some great literature.
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Thanks, Danny.
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Such precious memories.
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Exactly how Dickens was intended to be read, though his readers had to wait for the next chapter! ‘Great Expectations was the thirteenth novel of Charles Dickens. … Its initial publication was in All the Year Round, a weekly periodical founded and owned by Charles Dickens. Great Expectations appeared in All the Year Round for nine monthly installments, from December of 1860 until August 1861.’
I have to confess my first experience of the story was a television serialisation; I had nightmares about Miss Haversham. But all his stories are excellent for television dramas.
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He was beyond a master.
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Great book, Great Expectations. The David Lean film version is good, too.
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Will have to look for it
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I can imagine your pleasure. Your sister has a very soothing voice. I’d listen to her read to me too.
For about a year, I read to my friend Tori (no longer with us) as she rocked her baby to sleep. She’d settle into her rocker and call me, and I’d read to her over the phone. We read many books that year. Eventually we became roommates, and many nights, we’d continue this, although by then, the baby was more toddler, and so she’d just ask me to read wherever I was in my book, no matter skipping nights and chapters.
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A skilled reader can really make a book come alive. Great Expectations is a wonderful book too. It was a set text for me at high school and then again at university. My favorite character was always Joe Gargery (“What larks, Pip!”) I had no time for Estella, though. I thought she was insufferably stuck-up and I couldn’t understand what Pip saw in her beyond a pretty face.
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Makes you wonder how Pip couldn’t have seen both for their value.
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I know. It was so frustrating when reading the book. I wanted to take Pip and shake him.
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What a dope!
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You painted a lovely picture for us all, Linda. I used to read to my children. :) — Suzanne
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I know it meant a lot. Aren’t you glad you did!
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What a sweet memory! I love a book read aloud by a good reader. You never forget it! Nice post-made me want to be with you in the cozy room.-even if I had to fold clothes!
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Those were wonderful times, and no bickering.
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My grandmother used to read to us, but she read a chapter then made us read a chapter. My favorites were Charlotte’s Web and Miss Minerva And William Green Hill. I need to get those out again…
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I love those.
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This made me smile an picture you all there with eyes wide open, waiting to hear more while doing what you were supposed to do. It’s beautiful. It for sure made Phyllis feel good to read to you all and see your excitement and it made you all feel good too. And the chores were done too…
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This is one of my finest memories.
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I still remember when my mother read Ivanhoe to me. We would take turns. I read to my children and they have read to their children.
Leslie
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What a wonderful thing to share.
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It was.
Leslie
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My little heart flipped a few times. I could see you all going about your quiet chores, enraptured by sound of your sister’s voice and the story unfolding. Wow. This is an amazing post. I’m still tingling. <3 <3 <3
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I am so glad you let me know. She was a teacher for 25 years. She read to her classes. They still come back to thank her.
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Foundations are set early, aren’t they, whether we realize them or not. <3
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Yes they are. She wanted to play teacher the whole time we were growing up. I wanted to play with frogs.
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What a wonderful memory of how you became a reader. Your sister gave you the best gift in the world.
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I will always remember and be grateful.
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What a wonderful memory!
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Yes it is.
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THIS is wonderful! And, see what it did for ya? Turned you into a blogger with fun, fascinating and fabulous stories YOU write!! Hats off to Phyllis! Reading to young folks is one of the most important jewels one gives to their future!
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She is the best reader I ever heard. I will try to send you a link. I hope it works.
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I’ll get it as soon as I can — looking now… :)
Phyllis
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This is from my sister, Phyllis at Anchors and Butterflies. She is looking for a link to her reading. Will post when she sends it.
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Wonderful memories! I loved Great Expectations. It’s one of my favorites from childhood. Reading together is always a special thing in families. My grandfather read to me when I was very young. I still cherish those memories.
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I read to my kids and now to my grandkids.
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It’s so good when reading is part of a family tradition. Are you familiar with “Reach Out and Read”? It’s one of the organizations I try to support. They’ve arranged with doctors in lower-income community areas to actually “prescribe” books for children. Studies have shown how much children benefit from reading, so the groups strives to educate the parents on the importance of books. They also accept donations of children’s books. It’s one of the most worth-while organizations out there, in my opinion. If you have a chance, do check it out. Or maybe you already have. :)
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I haven’t heard of it, but I will check it out.
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