Daughter’s daydreams

Daughter’s daydreams

Getting my three year old daughter ready for bed at night can be either one of two extremes, and the other night, she was as cute as can be.  We were all cuddled up on her bed when she started to tell me, “Once upon a time, in a land far away…”  My baby was telling me a story!  I couldn’t quite believe it when she went on for almost five minutes about her own little story and I swear it brought tears to my eyes.  It was just so wonderful to hear her use her imagination like that, I was very proud.

Later that night, I tried to remember back to my first story, and you know, I couldn’t quite remember.   I mean, I can remember some favorite books from when I was kid, but not really when I first started writing. (This was my favorite book when I was little girl.)  It was interesting to think back and remember what held my attention when I first started to read and appreciate books.

My favorite thing


I have been wanting to tell stories for the longest time, and I do remember that one of the first written works that I ever created was a poem, when I was around ten or twelve.  (At least, from what I can remember.)  My dad used to buy my sister and I one new book every week from which sprouted my love of literature.  It wasn’t too long afterwards that I was writing stories down in little journals and daydreaming all the time.

Do you remember your first story?  What was your very first favorite?  Do you remember why?

5 thoughts on “Daughter’s daydreams

  1. I remember the front cover in my mind. The illustrations were beautiful.
    It was a little girl wandering through a garden looking at things with wondering eyes.
    I don’t remember the name of the story. 🙁

    1. I’m sorry to hear that. The only reason I’m lucky enough to remember mine is because I was actually able to get a copy of the book for my daughter. We read it to her at night before she goes to bed. 🙂

  2. What a lovely post! I’ve still got one of my first stories up in the loft. I must have been about 6, and I wrote it out and stapled it together so that it (sort of) looked like a proper book. I keep it as a reminder of how much I wanted to be Roald Dahl when I was little 😀

  3. I can’t remember when I started writing stories. In fourth grade, we had to write folktales, and I loved that. I think that’s when it really started with me. I wrote a few horrible science fiction stories along the way.

    My younger daughter loves to tell stories and last night she wrote her first book. She glued fabric together to make pages, and then used a marker to write the story on one side and illustrate it on the other. Priceless!

    Yep, I train them for writing early.

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