Two Indian Girls

Do you take your kids to fantasy costume parties ? Do they enjoy going ? What costume do they like ? Has it happened that another child goes dressed the same way ? How do they feel about other kids with the same costume ? How do you feel ? Do you think on another costume for next party ? What do you tell your kid? Tell me your story, here is mine...

Little Girl put on her costume! Today she was an Indian princess. She put on the headband and a beautiful red feather. The feather was special. the day before the Little Girl me a red and purple parrot.
"Hello Parrot!", said the Little Girl.
"Hello, give Polly a biscuit!", said the parrot.
"I do not a a biscuit.", answered the Little Girl.
"Hello, give Polly a biscuit!", said the parrot.
"But I do not have a biscuit!", said the Little Girl.
"Hello, give Polly a biscuit!", said the parrot.
The Little Girl was upset, but she went to find a biscuit! She did not know where to get a biscuit.
The old library lady passed by. "Hello Little Girl!", said the old lady.
"Hello, give Little Girl a biscuit!", answered the Little Girl.
"You are in luck, today I have some biscuit, here, take one", and the old lady gave the Little Girl a biscuit.
The Little Girl ran to the parrot.
"Hello Polly, here is a biscuit!", said the Little Girl handing the biscuit to the parrot.
"Hello! Take this red feather.", answered Polly the parrot.
The Little Girl was happy, she had now a beautiful and special red feather. With the feather, the Little Girl made her Indian princess costume.

Today the Little Girl was going to the costume party, she was going dressed as an Indian princess. the Little Girl saw the Purple Girl at the party. The Purple Girl was dressed like an Indian princess.
"Hello Purple Girl!", said the Little Girl.
"Hello Little Girl, you are also an Indian princess.", said the Purple Girl.
"Yes, yesterday I was with a red and purple parrot that gave me a red feather for a biscuit!", answered the Little Girl.
"That is funny, yesterday I was with a red and purple parrot that gave me a purple feather for a biscuit!"

The Skyscraper

Do your children tell you your dreams ? Do they share that most inner part of them ? Do you tell them your dreams ? Do you still dream ? Or do you tell your wishes ? Do you talk about the future ? Do you simply tell each other stories ? Tell me your story, here is mine...

Once upon a time a little girl fell in the fountain. When she fell, the huge splash in the water made a rainbow that went straight into the clouds. The little girl stepped on the rainbow and ran upwards. As she ran towards the clouds she counted all the windows in the skyscraper. When she reached the clouds at the top of the rainbow, she could see small smiling fluffy sheep in each window of the skyscraper. She counted the sheep from the soft clouds in the vast blue sky. One little sheep, two little sheep, three. Four little sheep, five little sheep, six. She fell asleep. She fell asleep and floated downwards like a feather. She was now fully grown, she was a beautiful snow flake that made the sun shine brighter as its light reflected on the surface of the beautiful snowflake.