Last June, she interviewed her mother to find out what her mother might think about reading, writing, and more:
I don’t remember learning to write. You’re assuming I was excited to learn to read. It was just part of what you learned. I remember in second grade being bored. Because everyone read together, and the slow readers took longer. I know I sighed. First grade you learned to read, second grade you learned to tell time, third grade you learned cursive. You knew what you would learn. No, fourth grade we learned cursive. I was impressed by that. But we had ink pots. You couldn’t control the ink. Big blobs. That was before ball-point pens were invented, apparently.
What excited you more—learning to read or learning to write?
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| Mother Pringle as a young girl, 1940s Evansville, Indiana |
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