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Do Audiobooks Count?

Growing up, I was not much of a reader. 

I did go through a phase around 5th grade when I discovered smut fiction. But that is a whole other thing. 

Perhaps that is why my spelling is atrocious, and my writing is elementary at best. 

Many say, when you homeschool, you get an opportunity to redeem your own education.  I am finding that now. I have developed a passion for literature. So far this year I have consumed 15 books, though, audio books.  Which, I don't think will have the same impact on writing ability as actually reading the words and processing the visual language. 

The problem is--I am ADHD.  Tiktok diagnosed me, so it must be fact. 

I am also reading books along side my children.  These we do read in print. I have never felt less adequate then when we started taking a crack at the classics. As I stumbled through the first pages of Heidi, I realized how awful that skill is for me. I looked up the reading level for that book. 8th grade.  Super.  

It got me curious about books in general.  In todays age, most books are written on a 7th grade level or less.  Over half of all adults can't read beyond that.

What the actual font....

So I am determined to work through the classics with my kids. Not so much for their sake, but for mine.  (I say that in jest.) While, the reading is a bit laborious for me--I am finding that it is FAR more enjoyable then Captain Under Pants. 

As an aspiring writer though--how intimidating it can be.

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