Magazine article Tikkun

Learning to Read

Magazine article Tikkun

Learning to Read

Article excerpt

My mother would not teach me to read. Experts in newspapers and pop books said school must receive us virgin Secrets were locked in those

black scribbles on white, magic to open the sky and the earth. In a book I tried to guess from pictures, a mountain had in its side

a door through which children ran in after a guy playing a flute dressed all in green, and I too wanted to march into a mountain.

When I sat at Grandmother's seder, the book went around and everybody read. I did not make a distinction between languages. Half the words

in English were strange to me. I knew when I had learned to read all would be clear, I would know everything that adults knew, and more.

Every handle would turn for me. At school I grabbed words like toys I had been denied. Finally I could read, me. I read every sign

from the car. On journeys I read maps. I read every cereal box and can, spelling out the hard words. …

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