When I’m safely cuddled up
on a grown-up’s lap,
I listen to the secret words
that they often whisper
in case a wicked witch is near,
in the dark where she can hear.
Words like once upon a time
or the chorus of a nursery rhyme
carry me off to other lands,
to fairy wings and magic wands,
brave princes and good princesses
with magic apples and golden tresses.
What the grown-ups do not know,
while they are reading nice and slow,
is that I’ve worked out the spell
and now I know it very well.
When Mum and Dad have gone to bed,
I listen to stories in my head.
Kim M. Russell, 2017
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Tale Weaver says that we talk about the ‘inner child’; sometimes, we free her when we write, or she may free herself.
The challenge is to weave a tale from the perspective of a child – our inner child, or someone else’s (as always not necessarily human) using age appropriate thought patterns, reasoning and language. We shouldn’t impose adult rationalities (or irrationalities) upon our child or our tale.