What do five-year-olds read? And does it matter if they play football?
We’ve recently had cause to use the services of a joiner. He looks about 25 (and I know I am being ageist), but I was delighted to hear he has not only a wife, but two small children. I have taken to preying on people with young ones.
As usual I am hoping to get rid of – sorry, pass on – books, and a new age category is always good. Besides, children grow so fast. Yesterday’s seven-year-old is a teenager before you know what’s going on.
The thing is, when I started looking to see what I have that would suit someone who is five, I found I just wasn’t sure. First year at school? Probably. They can’t read. Or can they? So, someone reads to them. Or not? If so, what?
You see. I know nothing.
In the end I picked out mostly ‘picture books’ that seemed too mature for a toddler, and more childish than what I think I know a seven-year-old might read. This one apparently plays football. Does that mean he isn’t into books?
I’m supposed to know about these things.
After the joiner comes the decorator, to cover up what his colleague has worked on. As I’ve already mentioned on here, he does have useful children. And they have cousins, or so I’ve been told. Between them they cover a good many ages, so it’s been easier to pick out more books for them.
Before these fathers of young readers so conveniently turned up, I was planning to cart books to Offspring’s primary school. But I’d been agonising over what to choose for them as well. I can almost recall what was in the junior school library, but my mind goes blank when thinking back to what was in the infants’ library. As with the young soccer fan, surely they must be past picture books?