I wonder how many of today’s children are fortunate to have experienced this pleasure – the unadulterated joy of listening to stories.
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Another lovely read from you. 🙂
I am a stay at home mom. So I often tell stories to my kids. When they were little, I’d tell them stories I’d read or heard. As they grew older, we started having more interactions, I started narrating anecdote from my own life or my husband’s or someone else’s that I know. For the last few years we have been living outside the country. So the kids did not get to meet their cousins or other relatives. My story telling helped,cause when they did meet… all I had say was… ‘this is the uncle who did that.. remember?’ And they’d remember the story and relate to the stranger in front of them who I am introducing as an uncle or an aunt. My kids not just bond with me because of these mini sessions, it’s easy to explain Math, Social and science… when you have a funny anecdote related to the topic to tell.
When I were little, my grandmother never lived with us, but she did spend one summer at our house. I have fond memories of her telling us stories each night before or after dinner. The best ones were the ones told during the evening power cut or load shedding. Thanks for yet another trip down the memory lane. 🙂