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Misty Bastian's avatar

Even if I grant you everything here, Tim (and I’m not sure I do), there is still a missing heart of reading you aren’t directly addressing: The pleasure of walking into an unfamiliar—or even a very familiar—world through the portal of a text and one’s own imagination. Of course you can do that with art and media that aren’t text-based (although there’s the problem of the hidden text of scripts and stories in those). But, still, there’s an intimacy in reading—between the reader, the author, and their separate but linked imaginations—that can’t be accessed without, well, reading. What to do with students and ourselves when we think we no longer need to do that act of reading and imagining (and analyzing)? What are we supposed to teach, and how are we supposed to teach it?

Annette Laing's avatar

I'm not entirely sure I'm understanding this post as it was intended to be understood, Tim, but feel free to present it as an interpretive dance. I'm all for reaching students where they are, but where my students were was at Georgia Southern, and I felt very keenly their loss of a good K12 education as they struggled with the written word. That's why I persisted. It was the conversation and progress that mattered to me.

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