Feeling v depressed after tea with DS's best friend and his mother - her DS reading happily, going to bed to read himself stories. My DS comes home, it's a struggle to get him to open his little reader and have a go at reading it. Still struggles with 'a' or 'the' let alone 'going in the car', let alone Roald Dahl for pete's sake. His teacher says he's 'plodding along' and says I shouldn't force it at home, it'll just put him off and he will click eventually, 'he's a bright boy.'
I really struggle - on the one hand, I know I didn't read till I was 7 and still passed the 11+, went to uni etc; on the other, when I see other kids in his class pressing ahead and mine seems (and I stress seems, probably others in the same boat) to be lagging behind, it makes me want to shackle him to his desk and coerce him into it all.