Tuesday, April 04, 2006

Once upon a time...


By Celyn. Age 3 (and a half) (written down, word for word, this morning)

"This is a story all about Father Christmas.

Father Christmas was stuck in the snow. Then a little pea came rolling, and then Father Christmas went to sleep. Then a camel was passing down the road. Then there was a zebra and the camel went and put a zebra suit on by mistake because it was a camel.

One day it was night-time. Everybody was alseep but only little girl was going out. The girl taked seven toys out of his bag. A cloth, then a bracelet and then a necklace was rolling, and it stopped on the street. A night-light was up and there was a little thing that was over there. It was a foot that was broken off and it was Humpty Dumpty's leg. He fell off the wall and broke his head off. Then his lips froze together and nearly his eyes fell off. His eyebrows just winked. His ear sank right into his forehead and then into his chin and it went right into his beard.

And then the pea did be squashed by a big enormous apple. And then a little nose just came to school and then went back again by mistake because it wasn't home time.

The end."

(So, at which point did YOU start laughing? Only 3 year olds can get away with stories that bizarre and not be hauled off by men in white coats).

7 comments:

Jools said...

Don't you just love the stories 3 (and a half) year olds tell!

Oh, by the way, loving the new look blog, Chrissie.

Chrissie said...

Well...I got fed up of black. Wanted to be whiter than white - LOL!

Jools said...

That's a bit of an oxymoron, isn't it?

You, whiter than white!!! LOL

Chrissie said...

Oxy-Mormon...what? ROFL!!!

Taniwha said...

I don't get it, zebras and camels and frozen lips? ROTFL!

Chrissie said...

And the pea that did be squashed by a big enormous apple...don't forget that! LOL

Flat Golly said...

Well, I started laughing at "Then his lips froze together and nearly his eyes fell off." Brilliant! When Martin was about 5 I remember one of his teachers telling me about a story he had written which leapt from one bizarre thing to another but which exactly followed the pictures posted around the room - no imagination, my boy!