For years now, I’ve witnessed the amazing way in which stories inspire stories. When I tell stories to children, they often respond by telling me stories in return, and in most cases they tell true stories from their lives.
This week after telling the story, Stone Soup, a 6 year old boy told me that he had gone to a steak house with his grandparents. After I told the Chinese version of Little Red Riding Hood, a 7 year old girl told me that her dad heard wolves howling outside their house in the middle of the night. Today, after telling the story of Hanukkah, a 5 year old boy told me that I had made a mistake and that he knew the right way to tell the story and began telling it to the whole school. Unfortunately, I had to ask him to wait to finish his story until I finished the assembly and then we would talk, which we did.
Tomorrow, I get to tell stories with a sign language interpreter and can’t wait to hear the stories the students share with me.