I was one of those children who preferred reading to playing ‘red rover’ in the playground at lunch time. I used to overhear my gran and my aunts witter on to my mum that I always had my nose stuck in a book when I should be ‘out playing’. But I think my mum was over the moon that I was interested in reading about things outside of my own little bubble.
It’s not that I was anti-social or anything like that, it’s just that the characters created by authors like Enid Blyton, Paula Danziger and Judy Blume always seemed much more interesting than my cousins – seriously, how many times can you play hopscotch or hide and seek over the school holidays before you lose your mind?! 😉
So I was delighted to come across this new study via the ALA newsletter about the positive impact of reading fiction. Conducted over a three year period by researchers in Toronto it reveals that by reading lots of fiction, children and young adults can improve their social skills; making them much more aware of the world around them; helping them to deal effectively with life’s challenges and participate confidently and effectively in social situations.
I’ve always felt that books like the adventures of the Famous Five and It’s an Aardvark Eat Turtle World set me up for life…so, three cheers for fiction; I don’t think we celebrate it enough!
I agree, with your assertion that we don’t celebrate fiction enough. Fiction is a way to work things out without anyone getting hurt, to show insight and solutions that might otherwise be denied. Thanks from us at http://www.bentpage.wordpress.com.
Fiction is all we have really. History is a fiction. Even my life, to others, is a fiction in that it is received by them as a story, like, “Dude, you wouldn’t believe what happened to me last night….”
From: onepennyprofiles@wordpress.com