Witness To The Miracle

The three year old boy sitting next to me on the subway was working hard to sound out a word on an ad posted above the window opposite us. “Buh oh rrr ennn,” he said. He looked up at his mother. “Buh oh rrr ennn?” “Smooth it out,” she said. Over and over, he whispered to himself, “Buh oh rrr ennn.” Then he said, “buh orrr ennn.” And then, “Born! Mama, it’s ‘born!’” He threw himself on her, and while she hugged him, she and I grinned at each other over his head. “His first word,” she mouthed.

Right before my eyes, a new reader was born!

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