It's been almost a year now since Levi decided he wanted to read. When he left school in 2005 he could barely read a thing and became quite traumatised at the suggestion of reading anything. Because he became so distressed whenever I even mentioned reading I decided not to attempt it at all. Slowly I noticed he was picking up words and reading signs, things on packets and on the computer but if I tried to get him to read a book or even a small paragraph of writing he'd lose it. Then one day he walked into the lounge and started to read the twits by Roald Dahl and he hasn't looked back. It makes life so much easier, today he got on and did 8 pages of reading comprehension by himself.
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