Did you hear the story about…

My 4-year-old son is a born storyteller. Seriously. I’m fairly sure he was making up stories in his head from the moment he came out of the womb. He loves looking through books, loves being read stories, and LOVES making up his own. Often, my husband and I then have to act out the stories that he’s created. (He’s also a director, rather than an actor himself.)

I’m constantly amazed by his instinctive grasp of narrative structure, and his ability to create a satisfying resolution for his characters.

Or maybe I’m reading too much into it…

Let me give you an examples of one of the recent stories he made up:

The Three Little Robots

Once upon a time, there were three little robots. They didn’t have shoots (guns), and that made them feel sad. So they went to a shoot shop.

The first robot went to the counter and said, “Excuse me, Sir, can I please have a shoot?” The man said, “Yes.” And then the first robot flew away.

The second robot went to the counter and said, “Excuse me, Sir, can I please have a shoot?” The man said, “Yes.” And then the second robot flew away.

The third robot went to the counter and said, “Excuse me, Sir, can I please have a shoot?” The man said, “Yes.” And then the third robot flew away.

The three little robots were all happy. And then they flew into space and fired their shoots. The first robot’s shoot went: Pew! Pew! The second robot’s shoot went: Pew! Pew! The third robot’s shoot went: … It didn’t work. That made the third robot feel very sad.

So the third robot went back to the shoot shop and said, “Excuse me, Sir, my shoot doesn’t work. Can I have another one?” But the man said, “No.”

The third robot was even more sad. He didn’t know what to do. So he went back to the shoot shop and said, “Excuse me, Sir. Please can I have another shoot?” But the man still said, “No.”

The third robot was even more sadder. He thought and thought and thought. And then he went to a different shoot shop, and this time the man said, “Yes.”

The third robot flew into space and fired his shoot, and it went: Pew! Pew! And he was happy.

The end.

I love having a child with an active imagination, a series of interesting imaginary friends (each with their own personality), and a desire to tell stories. I really do. The downside to this is that his mind is often away in the magical lands of his imagination, and he has doesn’t always pay attention to things like eating or walking.

This leads to him falling over imaginary obstacles (read: his own feet) on a regular basis. This week, he fell over in exactly the wrong place, and landed face-first on the edge of our coffee table. Blood, crying, and an ambulance ride to the hospital quickly followed. The end result (after spending hours in hospital, fretting that he was going to need to be knocked out and operated on by a plastic surgeon, and then fortunately just having his cuts glued together) looked like this:

But even in the hospital, he was in fairly good spirits. We’d been in the waiting room for half an hour when he began.

Once upon a time, there was a spaceship. It was pink and was shaped like a rectangle. It had a Captain named Captain Captainy, and a first mate named Crew. And they were going to the planet Mars… 

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6 responses to “Did you hear the story about…

  1. Poor thing. Love the stories though, sounds like he has an amazing imagination.

  2. Poor thing! I think I have his kindred spirit in my five year old daughter. We often say that she lives more with the fairies than with the humans. She came home from school yesterday with her tongue cut in three places because she walked into something and bit it at play time. No doubt she was not on earth at the time. Hope he heals soon!

  3. Jody – He certainly does! He keeps us entertained with all of his stories and adventures.

    Billie Jo – Sounds like your daughter and my son have a lot in common. I could easily see my son doing the same thing. If your daughter’s anything like my son, that little injury won’t stop her talking or telling more stories, though! Hope she heals quickly, too.

  4. What a great storyteller you’re raising, Jo! I’m so glad your hospital ride didn’t lead to surgery or anything more drastic than gluing. Whew. I hope he heals soon!

  5. critters and crayons

    Oh, Goodness! That picture looks just like my son! hahahaha! Jo, I KNOW you were freaking out when it happened. I totally was, too! Poor boy- I hope he healed up well. 🙂

    • Inside, I was DEFINITELY freaking out. But, you know, playing calm on the outside. But when the doctors started talking about needing to get a plastic surgeon to consult, I very nearly lost it and started wailing all over everyone. (My husband was also not at the hospital with me. In fact, he’s managed to not be there the last 2 times I’ve had my boy at Emergency. It hardly seems fair.)

      He’s all healed up, and we joke that he’s got a pirate scar across one eye. It’s only been 8 months, and it’s really not noticeable unless you know it’s there.

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