In one of Ella’s classes she is reading The Grapes of Wrath, which happens to be a book I love. Given this, I offered what I hoped would be, and what has turned out to be, a win-win situation. I asked if she’d let me read the book aloud to her. So on many evenings each week this fall, just like we did with ALL of the Harry Potter books, Ella crawls into bed and I read to her. Not bad when your kid is almost 15 years-old.
Another thing that makes this experience not just fun but even more intergenerational is the fact that the copy of the book we are using belonged to my mom [pause for effect] from before she was married. Inside the front cover in my mother’s recognizable handwriting is her maiden name. I think that’s pretty special. As you may have guessed, today’s photo is a picture of that copy.
So, yes, The Grapes of Wrath, the story of the Joad family. I think Ella’s favorite character is either Jim Casy or Ma Joad. Wait a second, those might be my favorite characters.
Rumor has it that the next book may be The Odyssey. Really? Am I going to try to read that aloud??
2 thoughts on “The Grapes of Wrath”
Lovely, Andy! I thoroughly enjoyed reading aloud to my family, and did so for many years. I remember all of us sprawled on our bed while we read *all* the Mossflower books, though the oldest kids were almost grown, including my husband . Also remember reading my mother’s copy of The Secret garden to youngest daughter Molly. Reading to one another is such a pleasure at any age; thanks for the sweet post!
No matter what you read, what a special relationship you have created, and are continuing, with this ritual. You go guy!