Generally speaking it is held to be unquestionably sacrosanct.
By rinag on Wednesday, February 18, 2004 - 07:22 am:
[someone had written:]—The love dh and I have for books and the value we placed on reading certainly contributed to her determination, but a lack of interest on our part wouldn't have held her back for long.—
My mom (and dad) NEVER - and I mean not once - read to us. When I started school at 6, I didn't know how to read. There weren't many books in our house either. By the end of the first two weeks of school I had read every book in the classroom and a month later I started on Little Women.
By Jenny Cyphers (Jenny) on Wednesday, February 18, 2004 - 12:25 pm:
It was kind of the opposite for me. My parents read to us all the time. Not stupid kids books, but real books. So, when I went to school, I had no desire to read, didn't understand the alphabet really, and I hated the stories that we were forced to read because they were sooooo boring, but I loved it when others read to me and I loved words and had a pretty large vocabulary and loved to write letters.
In first grade I got spanked by the principal for reading when I wasn't supposed to. It was one of those moments where I was just grasping a reading connection. That and many other control issues in school took the desire and passion out of books for me until I was about 9 or 10 when I discovered Nancy Drew books at my library.
NOTE FROM SANDRA, the collector and webpage monitor:
This is not intended to discourage people from reading to their children! People should read if kids want to be read to. It's just a reminder that no one thing is the magical ingredient, but that many things together lead to reading, and never before the child is ready to do it.