The upside to being a voracious reader, of course, is being a keen writer and storyteller. The Bookmonster has that in spades ... our house, in fact, is literally wallpapered in dozens of notes commenting on various preoccupations from puppet shows to ballet, instructions for Mum and Dad, messages to her little sister, and general observations of daily life.
Some of then are funny, others mundane, and some scarily beautiful. Take the tale of the fox.
"The fox is stiff. Very stiff. Stiff as my finger sometimes.
It means it is numb. Stiff and cold."
The fox in question was found dead in our backyard. It was her first closeup encounter with both a fox, and a dead animal.
Her teacher has observed that the Bookmonster tends to process her feelings through her writing, and her composition book is full of two or three sentence accounts of scary or upsetting experiences, usually illustrated to underline the point. What a tremendous outlet for a young child ... while this reading/writing thing has its challenges, it is quite clearly a very fortunate gift.
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