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paradisalogs2014-02-10 03:19 am
hellofist) wrote in paradisalogs2014-02-10 03:19 am
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One temporary escape
Who: James Kidd and Cassandra Cain
What: Reading, then talking
When: February 10
Where: The library
Rating: BAE for Best Assassinbros EVER
Sometimes, reading lessons at home just do not work. There's too many distractions, it's too easy to look over and see Stephanie and lose interest in words when her best friend is right there. Even when she locks herself in her room to try to make progress, she'll find distraction in playing with Ace or just fall asleep.
On the days when she needs a change of scenery, she'll head up to the castle and find a nice secluded corner of the library, wish up stacks of beginner books, and just hope that maybe somehow she'll be able to absorb the ability to read if she just surrounds herself with enough books and letters.
She's there today, hair tied back in a short ponytail and sheets of paper spread all over while she practices her alphabet with shaky, uneven letters. It's been almost a year now and she can only remember up to M without having to check what comes next. With a sigh, she puts the pencil down and reaches for her cup of tea instead, not quite giving up but beyond ready for a very long break.
It's frustrating, being so bad at something that only takes her brain when her body can do impossible things.
What: Reading, then talking
When: February 10
Where: The library
Rating: BAE for Best Assassinbros EVER
Sometimes, reading lessons at home just do not work. There's too many distractions, it's too easy to look over and see Stephanie and lose interest in words when her best friend is right there. Even when she locks herself in her room to try to make progress, she'll find distraction in playing with Ace or just fall asleep.
On the days when she needs a change of scenery, she'll head up to the castle and find a nice secluded corner of the library, wish up stacks of beginner books, and just hope that maybe somehow she'll be able to absorb the ability to read if she just surrounds herself with enough books and letters.
She's there today, hair tied back in a short ponytail and sheets of paper spread all over while she practices her alphabet with shaky, uneven letters. It's been almost a year now and she can only remember up to M without having to check what comes next. With a sigh, she puts the pencil down and reaches for her cup of tea instead, not quite giving up but beyond ready for a very long break.
It's frustrating, being so bad at something that only takes her brain when her body can do impossible things.