It's bedtime. Gemma-Rose and I have a few minutes of reading time before Mum comes in to turn the light off.
"Gemma-Rose, I have a book I think you would like," I say.
Gemma-Rose looks up and comes to have a look. I tell her a little bit about the book. It is one of my favourites.
"Would you like me to read it to you?" I ask her.
"Yes please," Gemma-Rose agrees and climbs under her blankets.
I sit down on my bed and pick up my Kindle. I start to read. I am very careful to read slowly and pronounce the words right. It has been ages since I last read out loud.
Gemma-Rose is enthralled by the story. Every so often she cuts in to ask what something is. I always explain as best I can.
Mum comes in. "Were you reading aloud?" she asks me, surprised.
"It's one of my favourite books," I tell her.
"It's really exciting," Gemma-Rose says. Mum smiles.
The next evening when we are all tucked up in bed I bring out the book again and continue reading. I am a bit more confident and I don't stumble over the words so much. I am having a great time.
We are very reluctant to turn off the light. Gemma-Rose wants to find out what happens next in the story. "You can turn out your own light when you finish reading," says Mum, but Gemma-Rose shakes her head. She is tired. But she can't wait for me to read more tomorrow.
I can't wait for tomorrow either. Even though I have read the book again and again, it is still very exciting.
Do you like reading aloud?