The class sat huddled close together on the top two benches of the Amp. It was definitely the coldest day of the fall so far, and everyone either had their hoodies up, their hands dug deeply into their pockets, or both. I sat next to Red. Diego was on the other side of him.
Mr. Acevedo was the only one not sitting. He walked back and forth along a middle bench as he read from the picture book.
“November is picture-book month in Room 208,” Mr. Acevedo had announced last Friday at CC. “From now until Thanksgiving, I’ll be reading you at least a picture book a day.”
Each day before T3, he wrote the same sentence on the board:
That’s the banner that’s been scrolling across the top of the class webpage all month.
Mr. Acevedo read all different kinds of picture books—funny ones, biographies, historical fiction, even wordless picture books. Yeah, you can read a wordless picture book out loud. At least Mr. Acevedo can. So far, the one with the boy drawing pictures of animals on his sketchpad was my fave.
Mr. Acevedo started T3 today by reading a nonfiction book about this famous mathematician who never really fit in and ended up traveling all over the world. It reminded me of the Albert Einstein book he read to us last week.
Right now, Mr. Acevedo was reading Rooting for You by Susan Hood. He said it was one of his favorite picture books, but Mr. Acevedo says that about a lot of picture books. It’s about this little seed that’s scared to grow from the ground and deal with the world, but I’m pretty certain it’s not just about a seed.
I don’t think little kids get all the things in picture books, and I’m beginning to think that’s how it’s supposed to be. Like Mr. Acevedo says …
U r never 2 old 4 picture books.