I was reading Jane Eyre for school before dinner, when she came up to me and asked what I was doing. I showed her the book and explained it was for school and asked if she was learning to read in school. ... For the next 45 minutes, we read one page of Jane Eyre sounding out each syllable one at a time. ... I felt badly for the girl that she had to struggle through such a difficult book at such a tender age of 9, but at the same time I was so proud of her that she persisted. By the time we were about two lines from the bottom of the page, she did peek under my hand to see how much further ...