Read It To The Children

When my children were young, before going to sleep, I always read them a story. Sometimes they chose their favourite, Cinderella, but more often they wanted me to tell them stories about when I was a little girl. I became very successful at weaving magical mysteries, into bedtime stories. I became the beautiful princess looking for her prince.

The magic kingdom where I lived very happily with my mother and father, the king and queen, had it’s fair share of dragons, fairies and evil spirits and the prince onhis beautiful white charger, was called upon to save me from many a near disaster. In this land of make-believe, it was ok for anything dreadful to happen as long as the story had a happy ending. Often the kids fell asleep before the end of a story, but next evening I was expected to pick up exactly where I had left off the previous night and I mean exactly. Any deviation in the plot and I was greeted with howls of, “You said the prince killed the dragon and then you climbed down from the tower and you both lived happily ever after, you didn’t say that the prince had to go off to war for one year and a day”.

I thought I had finished with all these magical stories when the kids reached the grand old age of seven and preferred to read Enid Blyton’s famous five themselves, but a whole new generation of grandchildren now want granny to read a bedtime story to them and I find myself trying to remember those stories I told their mummy and uncle all those years ago.   The trouble is, with age, I now find it harder to remember, so I felt it would be better to write the stories down and then I could be ready anytime with a bedtime tale.

I have been lucky enough to have some of my stories published, and it has turned into a very pleasant hobby.

I am sure that many people reading this piece will be able to relate to it and have probably in the past made up their own stories. If like me you have written them down we would all like to see them displayed here.   If you haven’t written your own, feel free to read any displayed here to your grandchildren.



Children’s stories will bring out the magic of a child in you.

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Charlie the Little Red Engine

Danny

Sally-Ann visits the Farm

Sally-Ann at the Seaside

Terry the Supermarket Trolley

Stonebear Garden

The Lost Crown

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