Why You Should Encourage Age Appropriate Reading
You should encourage your kids to read! A love for reading is a gift and joy that will last your child's whole life. I myself love to read and so do my children.
I would caution you on letting children read just anything. My parents let me read anything in the house so I often read things way beyond my emotional maturity level that left me puzzled and confused. Sometimes it was funny, my confusion. Have you ever read the book Ragtime
? There's this scene where this guy is all obsessed over this woman. One day he follows her home and hides in her closet. He watches while her friend, another woman, helps her undress and rubs lotion all over her body to soothe her skin which was pinched and scratched from her corset. Dude gets very sexually excited, and bursts out of the closet shooting sperm all over the bed.
I read this when I was 8 years old, and had no idea what was being described. In my 8-year old head I had a picture of a white man jumping out of a closet and suddenly there being petals or snowflakes or something like that falling from the ceiling. That's the imagery the lyrical prose of E. L. Doctorow produced in my child's mind. I went and asked my dad what it meant and he just sighed, took off his glasses, closed his eyes, and pinched the bridge of his nose. Then he just told me to skip that part. When I read the book as an adult, I laughed and laughed and laughed.
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I would caution you on letting children read just anything. My parents let me read anything in the house so I often read things way beyond my emotional maturity level that left me puzzled and confused. Sometimes it was funny, my confusion. Have you ever read the book Ragtime
I read this when I was 8 years old, and had no idea what was being described. In my 8-year old head I had a picture of a white man jumping out of a closet and suddenly there being petals or snowflakes or something like that falling from the ceiling. That's the imagery the lyrical prose of E. L. Doctorow produced in my child's mind. I went and asked my dad what it meant and he just sighed, took off his glasses, closed his eyes, and pinched the bridge of his nose. Then he just told me to skip that part. When I read the book as an adult, I laughed and laughed and laughed.
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