We went to collect a book from Waterstones in Bristol for my son. Traffic is SO SO bad. I think a lot of people are already doing their Christmas shopping so all of the parking in the area are full. We went round and round but was not lucky to get any space. We got off of the car to go to the bookstore while son's Dad ventured farther to look for parking.
Its so easy to collect the book. We stayed a bit inside the bookstore but my son want to read his book already so we went out to look for a bench for him to read his phonics. Luckily we found this park! We have been going in this area so many times and yet I didnt know this park is in here! Amazing how we can always discover new places everytime even if we have been here so many times already!
The park has (ruins)church called St. Peter. It is locked so we cant see the interior but looking at it from the outside it looks interesting! My son took his book out and he started reading it. After reading and asked if I can take photos of the park and he said yes but he wont let me the book safe in the bag!
He is just holding it and singing the lyrics of the phonics songs in there while walking around the park.
The Church bears the name of the Civilians and Personnel who died when there was an air raid in the area during 1940-1944. What an amazing history!
As it was raining before we head out we have a wellies with us. It did not rain. But theres a fountain to use the wellies!
Few meters away from where my son is playing is this!
An ice rink that we want to try but a bit pricey for our budget. When we got back in the car he asked for his new book right up and we read it out loud while singing the songs. Before we knew it we are at home. Time flies!
Video of that day created by my cellphone
I am so happy that my son is slowly loving books and reading. Before his love for books is limited to when the book has got traffic signs and/or cars in it.
But now he is interested in different books. And its a bonus that he can read them now by himself. This is something that I am so proud of. Seeing a child reading a book is an ordinary sight but looking at them deeper, this activity is pretty amazing. Something is happening to their brain, their mind. Books for me is a trigger for them to learn, understand and imagine just as it is to me before. And maybe cope. Books saved me before at a very young age. When my father is drunk at night I would curl up with a book. And I can escape from the room where there is someone shouting outside to a place where there are dragons and unicorns. And where beasts and villains never ever win.
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