Sometimes you just have to ask the right question
I had a convo with my 7-year-old/second grader earlier today that really cracked me up. She’s multilingual and goes to school in a different language than the ones we speak at home. She reads for school, and sometimes she picks up chapter books in her school language to read on her own, but never in English (the language I speak with her). We do read together in English before bed, and she can read at what I’m assuming is a normal second grade level— she can read things like the Boxcar Children, Nancy Drew, etc. When we read together, we take turns, with me reading one page, then her, etc.
It’s honestly bothered me that she never picks up chapter books in English and reads them by herself. I’ve worried that maybe she struggles more reading English than I realized, or maybe she’s less interested.
Today I just flat-out asked her why she doesn’t read English books on her own. She gave me a surprised look and said, “I always thought you wanted to hear the stories too, so I wait for you.”
I clarified that no, it’s fine for her to read on her own, and she took a chapter book to her room this afternoon and read the whole thing.
It was one of those parenting moments where I realized her view of the situation was so totally different than mine, and it was a great reminder that sometimes you just need to ask. All this time I’d been assuming that making sure she has books available was enough and she’d do it when she wanted to.