Sunday, 2 October 2011

#197 …when you let him tell the story as he wants.

“What’s the problem?”
“Nothing. Just a little thoughtful.”
“About what?”
Realizing he wouldn’t give up, I told him the reason, “I have to go for a story telling session today. The kids want prince – princess story every time. Was wondering which one to say today, for I cannot think of a new one.”
“So easy! I’ll tell you one and you tell it to them.”
A smile crossed my face. I really thought he would be of great help.
“Have you heard of Cindrella?”
Obviously I knew it and so did every kid in my class. Not to fade his enthusiasm, I pretended to be ignorant and asked him to narrate.
“A beautiful girl, Cindrella was on her way to her auntie’s house one day when she lost her way. On seeing a castle in front of her, she enters to find a beautiful prince dancing away with ladies. She steps in front and offers to dance with him. While dancing, Cindrella falls and breaks her sandal’s heel. While the prince is away to get it mended, she decides to leave and…….”
I was dumbstruck.  What was he telling? On another thought I let him finish it in his own version and make him feel like he could help me. Atleast he tried to!

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