‘Everyone could tell tales because each one of us has a story.’
I remember when I was a child and my grandmother telling me stories before bedtime. I loved listening to her calming voice while travelling in the magical lands of the stories that she told me. Some of the stories were fairy tales; others were made up stories. She even told me stories about my mum’s childhood and her own childhood. Those were the best! I remember that it was so funny to listen to their childhood memories. To be honest, I really didn’t like the nighttime. It wasn’t fair that I had to sleep so early. That is why I never wanted the stories to end. I remember asking, “Pleaseeee, tell me another one!”
Just try to remember your childhood and what made you happy, you will realize it was the simple pleasures of life such as; the smell of your favourite meal, a hot cookie baked for you, a worm you came across in the garden, the shapes of clouds you observed, a rainbow, your favourite music, or the stories that your parents/grandparents have told you.