Saturday, January 14, 2012
For almost a year now, the Most Dedicated Mom and Scrumptious Wife has been reading Harry Potter to the Things at bedtime. I tended to take a pass on it in the fall, because by the time bedtime came around, I was done with them. She had been at practice, whilst I was riding herd over the violence prone homunculi.
Now, I'm at practice. Also, during the Halloween blizzard, we all slept in the living room in front of the fire, while I read from the book. Turns out I really enjoy doing it.
What's interesting is how - by acting the story out rather than simply reading it in my head, by assuming the voice and emotions of the characters - I become emotionally involved in the story. Rowling does a great job in creating characters that are both noble and human (even if they aren't technically human), and I'm always a sucker for that.
Anyway, I'm grateful that I have been allowed in to this evening ritual. Even if now I know why my students refer to me a mix of Mad Eye Moody and Severus Snape.