Devastating News

Yes, devastating news... you read that correctly.

Yesterday during world history I am teaching on the first printing press. We are discussing how before the print a Bible was more expensive than a house. We discussed how they were so precious that they were chained to the altar of a church so that they could not be stolen.

We talked about how most people, even kings, in Europe didn't know how to read before the day of the printing press. Before the print no one had books, so there was no point in learning to read.

I looked at my girls and as we are discussing these dark middle ages and discussing how no one had books and no one could read, not even the Bible, and how very sad that was... then the devastating news slammed me in my chest.

I look to my precious Shelby and I see in her eyes that she shares my grief and she exclaims how awful it would be to not be able to read and not to have books and I look over to my Bekah to expect the same distraught agreeance and she sits grinning and says "I don't see the big deal, I don't like to read anyway" 

AHHHH GASP!!!!

What?
A child from my womb?
A child that I carried for nine months, birthed in hard natural labor, the one the epidural wore off on before delivery... this child of mine does not like to read????
Flabbergasted!
How could this be?

It's her father's fault I tell you!
How dare she get this part of his DNA!
Inconceivable!
Unacceptable!

Oh me...
Yes, devastating news.

Now I am panic stricken.
How in the world am I going to figure out how to make her love to read?
How am I going to be able to teach a child who doesn't like to read?

But now all those times that I have become frustrated because she could not "get" the instructions that I have made her read at least twelve times is now all making sense. Her brain just does not comprehend the information from reading like mine and Shelby's does...

I have my work cut out for me with this one :-)