“In the fourth grade,” he writes, “I embarked on a grandiose reading program.” He asked his teachers for lists of “important books,” which he then began dutifully to read, without having any sense of what made the books worthwhile.
I remember something like this in the third grade except I remember loving it. Maybe I wasn't getting that much out of the books but something about doing that at my own pace in mrs Kirby's class really appealed to me. I wish there had been more of that.
