My cousin and I started reading together when he was ten or so, and I was in the early years of my teaching career. There’s 15 years between the two of us. I remember one time my aunt called me — she and my cousins were on their way home from a baseball game — and asked for something for Sam to read because he was driving her crazy. That was well after we’d started reading together, but it’s probably the most vivid memory I have of our reading relationship.
When he got to the upper high school grades, we stopped reading together. Life just got in the way. After my grandfather’s 90th birthday party this summer, we reconnected and shared Scythe by Neal Shusterman (Shusterman is a shared love of ours) as well as a few other novels. But here’s what we read together when he was a kid.
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