Monthly Archives: January 2011

Why I love Madeline

Much to my dismay, my 5 year-old daughter does not speak English. As an English-speaking (a.k.a ‘anglo’) Montreal native, this is really quite devastating.

How did this happen?

My 2 boys were born in the UK. Although we never really discussed things, it was clear: my French husband would speak to the boys in French, and I would speak to them in English. They grew up beautifully bilingual, with a gorgeous British accent that they have sadly lost since our move back to Canada 7 years ago.

Law in Quebec is such that kids must attend school in French except in certain exceptional circumstances. We would have sent them to French school regardless. So, at the time our daughter was born, the boys were speaking French amongst themselves, she started attending French daycare, and was spending a lot of quality time with her French grandparents. I can’t quite put my finger on it or remember why, but alas, I started to speaking to her in French, too. That was a huge mistake.

When I later realized the error of my ways and started speaking to her in English, she would look up at me with big, confused eyes, so I backed down and reverted to her familiar French. Mistake number 2.

When I decided, ok, bedtime stories would be in English, she would complain and cry that she didn’t understand. So I started doing simultaneous translation, in the hopes she would understand and not give up. Mistake number 3 (I think). From that moment on, I could not read her a story in English without hearing her ‘en français, aussi, maman!’ (in French, too, mummy!)

How heartbreaking it’s been for […]

By |January 23rd, 2011|Uncategorized|9 Comments

Don’t hate me because my kids read

So I admit it. It makes me more than a little envious when a friend of mine ‘complains’ about how much her 11-year old son loves reading, how he’s just tearing through books faster than she can buy them for him. Big books, too. 500-page books that even I might gawk at.

Envy

“I catch him reading under the covers at 10pm. It’s supposed to be lights out at 9!”

“He made us late for school this morning because he was reading at breakfast!”

I listen, and try to sound like it would drive me bananas, too. Meanwhile, I’m secretly seeing green, wishing it would rub off on my own boys, even just a tiny bit. Hey, I’d take a tardy notice (or two!) from a teacher if it means my boys are so stuck into their books I can’t get them moving…

But then, I look at the progress we’ve made this past year. My 2 reluctant readers *have* come a long way. They’ve both discovered a couple of authors they love. My eldest found Rick Riordan and his Percy Jackson series, and read them all. He has also read the first Maximum Ride novel by James Patterson, and his eagerly waiting the sequel to become available at the local library.

My younger son loved Diary of a Wimpy Kid and has read them all. He is now reading Harry Potter, and is on book 2. It’s slow progress, but I am determined not to count number of books or pages, although every once in a while I catch myself glancing at their page numbers to see if they’re actually moving along.

I *loved* to read as a child. I would spend hours on a […]

By |January 16th, 2011|Uncategorized|5 Comments