Showing posts with label star. Show all posts
Showing posts with label star. Show all posts

Monday, 27 January 2014

Late night kiss

How do you feel when you come home late for your kids ? How do your kids feel when it's time for bed and you are not home ? Do they wait for you ? Do the go to bed missing your night kiss ? Do you come home late often ? Do you try before to at least talk by phone with your child ? What does your child say to you when you arrive home ? Tell me your story, here is mine...

The Little Girl was sad, it was time for bed and Papi was not home. Mami was reminding the Little Girl to go to bed every 5 minutes now. And Papi was not yet home. Papi promised to build a Lego house for the horses. The horses did not have anywhere to sleep. This is very bad.
Outside the window the Little Girl could see the stars. A small and very bright star came to the window.
"Hello Little Girl, why are you sad ?", asked the small bright star.
"Papi is not home, I want Papi !", answered the Little Girl.
"Go to bed Little Girl, Papi will be home in the morning.", suggested the small bright star.
"The horses don't have a place to sleep, this is very bad."
"Do you want me to show Papi the way home ?", asked the small bright star.
"Yes little star, please show Papi the way home !"
The small bright star flew up in the air and it became bigger as it went up. the small bright star was not small anymore, it was now a big shiny star. The big shiny star could be seen from long distance now. Somewhere Papi would see the bright star and know the way home.
After some time the Little Girl could listen somebody rattling keys at the door, she ran to the door very excited.
"Papi, Papi, did you follow the small bright star ?", asked excitedly the Little Girl.
"No Little Girl, I saw a big shiny star.", answered Papi.
"That was the small bright star that grew bigger so that you knew the way home, the star wanted you to know where to go.", explained the Little Girl.
"Now I am home Little Girl, we have to say thank you to the small bright star."
"Yes Papi, come, we have to build the horses house, they do not have a place to sleep."
Papi went to the Little Girl's room and started building the house for the horses. The Little Girl was very tired and she fell asleep after the first stone of the house was layered.
Papi tucked the Little Girl into bed and continued to build the horses house. After all a promise is a promise, and the horses could not sleep without a house to protect them. The Little Girl would see the horses house when she wakes up.

Sunday, 21 July 2013

The Shooting Star

Does your child sleep easily ? Did you manage to teach him a good sleeping schedule ? Do you suffer getting him to sleep ? How many stories do you need to tell before he falls asleep ? How long is the bed preparation time ? Tell me your story.
Here is mine...

The little girl laid quietly on the bed reading the book. Actually she was not reading, she didn't know yet. She could recognize the letter "V", daddy had thought her that letter, he was trying for some time to teach the little girl how to write her name. But didn't matter, she was looking at the pictures. She could see pictures of turtles, small little turtles that would ran on the sand shore trying to reach the sea. The turtles were very small, near some of them we could still see the remains of the eggshells.
Funny little creatures the turtles!
The little girl turned some pages of the book together. If someone was watching he who say the book had pages as thick as the pencils themselves. The seashore gave place to the farm, and at the farm the little girl could see some sheep. The sheep looked like little clouds over the green grass. With this thought the little girl Immediately look out of the window to the sky.
The sky was bright cerulean blue, and had little sheep playing around. The little sheep where chasing a little falling star. The star sang along:
"Twinkle, twinkle, little star,
How I wonder what you are.
up above the world so high,
Like a diamond in the sky."
And all the little sheep following the shooting star sang in choir: 
"Twinkle, twinkle, little star.
How I wonder what you are.
How I wonder what you are." 
And the little girl with a big happy smile counted the little sheep as they ran by her window: 
One little sheep, two little sheep, three. Four little sheep, five little sheep, six. 
That was enough to make the little girl fall to sleep. And has she fell asleep she started dreaming, she was unlocking her imagination.