I was hanging out with a girl who's 11. Both of us kept each other good company. The girl warmed up to me very fast, and when she find that she was comfortable talking to me, she couldn't stop. Haha... she reminds me of myself, trillion years ago :P Ouh....I was so talkative... (wait...IS it past tense?)
and she makes me miss my niece even more...
and she makes me miss my niece even more...
She's full of fantasy... she loves the movie harry potter and 2012 so much that she tries to believe one is and one will be true. Most likely she already knew they are fictional but choose to believe otherwise. I told her they are not true and she said 'yeahh but I really believe it will be true... you know it's so cool....(she continues with her imaginative narrations)...' Then I realised, I was that girl once upon a time. I guess I woke up somewhere along the way. Anyways, back to the future. I had to share my take on 2012, but made it as light as possible for her. But she was so excited about harry potter that I couldnt bring myself to dash her childhood fantasy. And then she started asking whether I think harry potter exists. Alamak... it's a trapp!!. Now now, how should i tell her? Finally, I replied 'dear, i don't believe in harry potter... (she looked a bit disappointed) but, I like the movies (grin). Though i'm telling you its not real, it's ok for you to keep your fantasy alive..." she looked kinda happy with my answer... but I can never tell whether it's the best answer...
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This is like telling kids santa does not exist.
And its the same like how I had to explain to my niece that animals don't talk in real life.
On the other hand, as much as I think we should impose reality from time to time, I think we should give them some space for imagination and fantasies as well. I dunno, maybe for them to be more creative-thinking in future?
I still remember how imaginative I was. I would be telling my younger sis all about it and make her believe my fantasy world. Funny how I still remember some of them in detail.
I loved this talcum so much when I was little. I told my sis once we touch it, we will go into the other side of the world and reach this place. oh ya, can even choose which one will be our 'house' here. After "going into this bedak", we would be skiing tak ingat dunia... (walhal masih atas katil!) and sometimes I would be staring at it, with the hope that staring hard would make me kepooofff to this place... hahaha....
I still remember how imaginative I was. I would be telling my younger sis all about it and make her believe my fantasy world. Funny how I still remember some of them in detail.
I loved this talcum so much when I was little. I told my sis once we touch it, we will go into the other side of the world and reach this place. oh ya, can even choose which one will be our 'house' here. After "going into this bedak", we would be skiing tak ingat dunia... (walhal masih atas katil!) and sometimes I would be staring at it, with the hope that staring hard would make me kepooofff to this place... hahaha....
Hmmm..I better not write all of them here.. I should just keep em to myself huh... haha....sharin Holiday on Ice fantasy is embarassing enough :P
My childhood years are long gone... the memories, some of em, are still strong....I am not sure to what extent my childhood imaginations or fantasies might have influenced my life's journey... Any comments from children psychology expert? But I still remember the feeling of having hopes and dreams about the impossibles or the wonders the world has to offer.
As an adult, its our responsibility to teach kids about the reality of life... (according to their age)
but once a while, i guess it won't harm us to ride into their fantasy world ... right?
Listening to kids telling stories is so entertaining...
Ainaa.. aunty miss you so sooo much..... :'(
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