One day there was dog and his name was Tom.
Tom was walking. He was a street dog.
He wanted an owner. He got an owner and he was so happy.
Zara, age 7
I love the way that even in this short and sweet tale, my lovely niece has structured it in traditional storytelling form, with the introduction of our hero; Tom the dog, his plight and a happy ending. I wonder whether we learn the structure of storytelling or if it is innate. Zara has read plenty of books so she is influenced by her environment naturally, but perhaps there is a universal formula of narrative that reflects the way the mind processes information.
Zara delivers the tale brilliantly and she was delighted when I asked if I could share her story with you. I hope you like it. 🙂