I grew up in a bilingual home on a farm with my
parents, siblings, and grandparents. My grandparents and mom spoke very little
to no English because they grew up in India and did not attend school for long.
It was for this very reason that I was fortunate enough to have a family who
highly valued literacy. At home, we mostly spoke in Punjabi, especially because
while my parents were working, it was my grandparents who looked after us.
However, my dad came to Canada at a young age and was fluent in the English
language. From an early age, long before I started school, my dad would spend
time with me after work and read me stories, help me learn the alphabet and how
to spell my name, and teach me the basics of reading, writing, and speaking in
English.
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| My dad and I when I was a little baby! |
Our home was filled with books of all kinds; some of my favourites
were The Cat in the Hat, The Giving Tree, If You Give a Mouse a Cookie, The
Lion and the Mouse, and The Kissing Hand. Even while my parents were at work,
my grandparents would take over and we would flip through the pages of the
books and try to figure out the story for ourselves. Initially, we would point
out the objects or animals in the book and name them in Punjabi, but as I
learned more English with my dad, I was soon able to recite and teach my
grandparents the English words for these objects and animals.
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| Me holding a picture book I really liked! |
I believe
storytelling in my household also had a huge impact on my journey to becoming
literate. I remember both my parents and grandparents telling us stories and
they would always stop in between to allow me to make predictions or ask
questions. Both reading and storytelling with my family members really helped
me acquire my vocabulary, critical thinking, and questioning skills from a
young age.
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| Reading a book with my grandma! |



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