Joe and I have struggled on,
Month after month,
Year after year,
Trying to master the first
Twenty-six letter sounds.
He would read them on one page,
Only to forget them on the next,
And any booklets he got through
Were always a combination of
Guesswork, luck, and memorization.
Yesterday, he read about four sentences.
Today, he read eight new sentences,
A full booklet.
And asked for another one.
After he finished that, I was thrilled.
Incredible. What a difference a day makes,
To read without guessing,
With some hesitation, but mostly confidence,
With techniques he figured out himself
To jog his memory.
Over the years, he had read twenty-two of
Twenty-seen booklets.
With the two more today, now he had read twenty-four.
Only three to go.
When he saw that, his eyes sparkled.
“Let’s do them all!”
He said, enthusiastically.
And he did.
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