My Ten-Year-Old reads a lot. A whole lot. Since she first learned how to, around kindergarten age, she’s had a book in her hand. She reads in bed, she reads on the couch, she reads over her bowl of cereal, and outside in the hammock. The girl reads.
Because she’s unschooled, she reads whatever she wants. She doesn’t have any assigned reading or required reading. She goes to the library and comes away with stacks of books as high as her knee, everything from juvenile science fiction series, to books about Colonial America.