I took a turn reading it to her, and I noticed different facets of it than E, so my telling was a shade different. Sometimes she interjected to add something from a prior telling, others she inserted her own details. E kept making up the story of Pool, and EV began to interact with the story. Then, I watched something magic begin to happen. I was skeptical of it at first, recalling EV’s disinterest in Journey. Over the summer, E bought EV a wordless book called Pool. EV didn’t seem to love it, either. I took away that EV wasn’t excited about wordless picture books. I gave it a cursory page through and didn’t quite get it. Long before we had ventured to the library she was already cycling through books for EV every time she visited. The first time I encountered a wordless picture book for children was Journey at my mother’s house nearly a year ago.
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