by Isabella (age 3)
Once there was a little tiny ladybug. Her name was Docky and she twirled around. A fairy turned her into a frog, and she hopped around saying, “Ribbit.” She didn’t like being a frog. After a while, she turned back into herself again. She was so happy to be herself again that she started dancing on her toes, twirling and kicking her legs.
Tuesday, 24 March 2009
Saturday, 14 March 2009
The Giant Teddy Bear
Isabella, my three year old, told me a story today based on a dream she had last night.
The Giant Teddy Bear
There once was a giant teddy bear. It hugged me. It hugged me so tight that I couldn't breath. I needed to get away, so I turned myself into a monster. When the giant teddy bear didn't run away, I stomped my feet fast and loud on the ground. I scared the giant teddy bear away.
A little boy who had been scared of the giant teddy bear came over and thanked me. I turned back into a girl again, and the little boy kissed me on my cheek.
We both grew wings and flew away.
The Giant Teddy Bear
There once was a giant teddy bear. It hugged me. It hugged me so tight that I couldn't breath. I needed to get away, so I turned myself into a monster. When the giant teddy bear didn't run away, I stomped my feet fast and loud on the ground. I scared the giant teddy bear away.
A little boy who had been scared of the giant teddy bear came over and thanked me. I turned back into a girl again, and the little boy kissed me on my cheek.
We both grew wings and flew away.
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