I Can Read

I've been a very keen "reader" since young.
Problem is...
I can't read.

My parents have no time nor energy to train me besides during our daily bedtime reading.
They teach me sight-words.
Now I can read and spell "the, Thomas, go, up, he, zoo, moo, baby, cat,"
and read, "you, fish"
In the context of Thomas' stories, I can read "Percy, Gordon, The Fat Controller" and with some prompts, "Henry, Toby, James".

My school is rather slow in teaching phonics and reading.
Seeing that I love to read, and they are always tired from work and can't read more than one or two books a day, Mummy decided to send me to reading class so I can read on my own.

My 1st day at I Can Read!.
Before I go to the class, I was rather apprehensive as it's a drop-in class, I told my parents that I'd prefer to have them in the class with me.

At last, when I went there, I was quickly ushered into the classroom and soon forgot about Mummy. I was enthralled by the toys and classmates playing, I didn't even say goodbye to Mummy.
Mummy stuffed my jacket into my hands for fear that I might be cold before leaving.
She was surprised that I put on my jacket myself!

still worried about me, Mummy stood outside the door to observe.
She was glad I covered my mouth and nose when I sneezed and even took out tissue paper to clean myself up.

I've grown up, Mummy.
Don't worry!

After about 15 min of free-play (which mummy thinks it's too long), real lesson begins.
Teacher introduces me to the class.
pss... I'm the only boy there!
Think there are 5-6 other classmates who are all girls.

My parents waiting for me in the car.
Picture taken and stitched with papa's new Omnia II.

5 mins before class ends.
Wow. what a crowd.
Lotsa parents waiting for their kids.
Reckon "I Can Read" is really popular.
Can't say much about how effective it is at the moment though.

When I came out, I told Mummy that I had fun in class.
Papa asked what did Teacher teach and my reply was,
"Teacher didn't teach anything. She just tell us to colour."

Mummy fainted.