Once Upon A Time….
Do you know that it’s healthy to tell stories about your childhood days experiences aside from the traditional bedtime stories (Pinocchio, Rapunzel, Peter Pan, etc.) we tell or read our children before they go to sleep at night?
I discovered it as one of the very effective ways of instilling good values in their young minds as well as a way of informing them of our family history. My experiences in the past when I was still a kid not only interest my children but it created more bonding relationship between me and my kids.
I did it not do it for the sake of generation comparison, for I enjoy reminiscing my childhood days too. At first, I thought they will not be interested, but to my surprise, they were the ones asking me to tell them more about my past as a kid.
As we all know, today’s generation has more sophisticated lifestyle. They were born on the era of the cyber age. Their interest/life perception today and our interest/life perception of yesterday were miles apart.
They do not know who is Pepe, Pilar and Bantay (My first reading book in my preschool years, (lol). They have not tasted the Nutriban (the nutritious bread given free in schools before). How I got this big scar on my knee, when I fell from a guava tree. How our mothers will call us before if we need to get back in the house, it only takes one whistle or a shout at the top of her voice for us to hear, because there were no cell phones yet during those times. We do not go far in playing outside, so that we could hear if mother or father is calling us. I also tell them stories about our parents’ way of discipline, house rules, our do’s and don’ts. Well, these are only some of my stories I tell them.
My children are now 21 and 11 years of age, old enough for bedtime stories, yet there are times that they still ask me to tell more J