I’m a really slow reader. This used to be a real problem, such as when I had to take the SATs or take tests in school. But now I cherish my pace. What I’ve come to realize about myself, which was never appreciated in school, is that I’m a mindful reader. I treat every sentence as my favorite new culinary delight. I enjoy the process of reflecting, deconstructing, and synthesizing. I like mixing and matching ideas from the written paper with my deeply personal storehouse of memories and experiences. Sometimes it may take me 20 minutes to read a single page of text, which can appear as though I am a very slow learner. But the flow of the experience makes it *feel* like only a second has gone by. What a delightful personal experience! I truly wish children were given more autonomy to develop their inner subjective experience.