I’ve always been a reader, one of my fondest memories with my mother is sitting down and sounding out words while she traced her red fingernails underneath each letter. This was all before kindergarten, she was determined to send me to school with phonics under my belt, and she certainly did. I wonder if she kicked herself for doing so after I had tantr…
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