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Early years reading
When I was a very young girl， I was totally unaware of my big headache. In the 5th grade， my teacher put the homework assignments up on the blackboard. Since I couldnt see any assignment message， I didnt do the work. I told her there was no assignment on the black？ board. It turned out that， of course， I was wrong.
As time went by， more and more reading assignments and requirements surfaced. To read I had to place the book mere inches from my face， which gave me severe headaches. I began avoiding reading as often as possible. It wasnt easy but I was able to continue until I turned 13 without reading. By the time the problem was resolved， I was reading at a 4thgrade level and very slowly.
It was that year that my father purchased a book for me. You have to understand that for my father to buy me something was such a rare occurrence that I prized the book even though I didnt want to read it. It was The Call of the Wild by Jack London. I was hooked. I began devouring（如饑似渴地读） books after that. Yet I still read very slowly and had a terrible time catching up on all the reading required for high school.
When my children were young， I read to them. We had a special reading time each day. The moment we finished a book， I would begin another one. Even when the four of them were reading for themselves， I still continued the practice. When my son was in high school， he thought he was too old to be read to. So he began to read alone. However， he kept his door open so he could still hear the book and before the chapter was over， he had crept（悄悄移动） out and joined us in the back of the room. I found that there is something magical about the human voice and it draws my kids in. That was my method to get my children to fall in love with books.
Like fastened bonds， books not only closely connected our early years reading but also opened a more brilliant future before us.
1. What does the underlined phrase “my big headache” in Para. 1 probably mean？
A. My young age.
When I was a very young girl， I was totally unaware of my big headache. In the 5th grade， my teacher put the homework assignments up on the blackboard. Since I couldnt see any assignment message， I didnt do the work. I told her there was no assignment on the black？ board. It turned out that， of course， I was wrong.
As time went by， more and more reading assignments and requirements surfaced. To read I had to place the book mere inches from my face， which gave me severe headaches. I began avoiding reading as often as possible. It wasnt easy but I was able to continue until I turned 13 without reading. By the time the problem was resolved， I was reading at a 4thgrade level and very slowly.
It was that year that my father purchased a book for me. You have to understand that for my father to buy me something was such a rare occurrence that I prized the book even though I didnt want to read it. It was The Call of the Wild by Jack London. I was hooked. I began devouring（如饑似渴地读） books after that. Yet I still read very slowly and had a terrible time catching up on all the reading required for high school.
When my children were young， I read to them. We had a special reading time each day. The moment we finished a book， I would begin another one. Even when the four of them were reading for themselves， I still continued the practice. When my son was in high school， he thought he was too old to be read to. So he began to read alone. However， he kept his door open so he could still hear the book and before the chapter was over， he had crept（悄悄移动） out and joined us in the back of the room. I found that there is something magical about the human voice and it draws my kids in. That was my method to get my children to fall in love with books.
Like fastened bonds， books not only closely connected our early years reading but also opened a more brilliant future before us.
1. What does the underlined phrase “my big headache” in Para. 1 probably mean？
A. My young age.