I started something with my 5 years old son a couple of months ago. Each morning I walk him to school and we have a really good time together, chatting and all. And so, somewhere along the way I began telling him stories. Fantasy stuff. And oh boy! that’s the fun part, he fully goes at it and tell parts of his own. He’s amazingly good at it too. Now he asks for it every day and- I’m
stuck with it not always in the mood- but he likes it sooooo very much!
Of course, he’s a bit young and he doesn’t quite grasp what are the hmm… proper conventions of the genre… That leads to some funny bits.
- Me: There’s a stair, made of stone, covered in dust. It’s going down and we can’t see very far, it’s very dark. What are we gonna do?
- My son: I have a flashlight!
- Me: The thief is going away with the labyrinth’s trophy! He’s very nimble and fast. How do we catch him?
- My son: We take the car, we’ll be faster!
- Me:`Oh! We have a car!
- My son: Yes. And a driving license.
- Me: Ha! We need a driving license?
- My son: Yes daddy. If we want to drive the car we need a driving license.
- Me: Uh ok! Makes sense.
We’re talking about what else to add to our grand castle:
- Me: We need a large banquet room. So we can invite a lot of people and serve them a lot of good food.
- My son: Yes. And also there’s a mcdonald right next to the castle!
- Me: There’s a door, with a message scribbled on it. It says: beware trespassers, great dangers awaits you ahead.
- My son: …
- Me: Probably traps and monsters, huh?
- My son: It’s too dangerous daddy, let’s go elsewhere.
Here’s a list of unusual friends we have made while adventuring:
- giant spiders, ensnare our foes with their webs
- a giant, intelligent lobster
- a three-headed dragon
- ogres, they were bad guys at first but we helped them out