With all of
the excitement for the new Inspiration Commons (we already have three schools
coming to see it this fall), there was something so fulfilling in seeing our
book fair set up in the new collaborative hub space. Our BPC volunteers each
year find new twists and titles to make the experience so special. I say all of
this as someone with three daughters in the Lower School. Within 24 hours of
the first day, my girls had each filled out multi page lists of all the books
they wanted. For my oldest - fantasy and science fiction, middle child focused
on all things animals, and youngest just so proud to have a beginner chapter
book (with pictures) so she might be like her older sisters, even though I know
she can’t really read yet.
My girls do
love to read, and I thank the Berwick Lower School teachers, staff, and
librarians for this reality. In fact, I really don’t thank them enough. Frequently
my girls force us to shut off their lights multiple times in order to stop
reading the particular chapter that has gripped them on a given night. I
continue to believe that amidst all the distractions of screens and gaming,
this passionate love of reading will be the most important skill they learn for
the future. Whatever form it takes, they will need to engage with and
comprehend language in all that they do. For my older two girls, it has already
become intrinsic in nature: they read to calm themselves down and to assuage
that insatiable innate curiosity of young people.
I am struck
that we, as Berwick parents, should not take this for granted – this love of
reading. I am sure that it grips some kids more than others in our community, and
I am also sure my daughters will be demanding cell phones and X-boxes before
too long. But we really are lucky. We are lucky that Berwick has so many great
books and so many thoughtful adults who can connect individual students to
individual stories. Today I walked through the library three or four times, and
each time I saw Lower School students pouring over titles and trying to make
hard decisions. I had a pretty full day, so I was unable to travel to the book
fair with my kids. My role was relegated to arriving with the credit card later
in the afternoon. I paid for my stack and tucked the nine volumes under my arm
and headed for the door when I crossed paths with another Berwick parent. I
commented on the tradition of the book fair and how I had been ordered to come
home with a full load. He smirked and said, “There are far worse investments we
could be making,” I could not agree more.
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