The Lost Art of Reading Aloud

Lately I’m spending more time reading books to Puff, and reading the Bible in other settings to other people. At college, where we spend a lot of time translating, we have to read our translation of a verse aloud, and talk about how it fits with the original language.

Reading aloud certainly brings the words to life – the rhythm emerges, and the whole practice has a greater depth than reading silently. Of course, in our time pressured lives, it’s far more efficient to read silently, or listen to things via our mobile devices, but are we robbing ourselves?

[ /karen/ ] Some Thoughts on the Lost Art of Reading Aloud – a trip back in time: before iPods, when adults would actually read books to each other.

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  1. You know, I used to do this with Rachel when we first got married, and then somehow it all faded by the wayside . . .

    But you’ve almost tempted me that some social “read aloud” nights would be good fun . . .

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