Couldn't resist recording this before recycling it - it's one of the pieces of scrap paper on which
niallm and I write to the Oyster's dictation, for him to transcribe (this is infinitely less irritating than spelling out while he writes in real time). It's from October, back when the stories were rather less sophisticated than they are now.
The numbering was his idea; it helps him keep track. One of these pages can last for hours, as he goes away to write down the latest entry and then comes back for more.
1. The adventures of small animals.
2. The squirrel hunter is back - we're safe!
3. Miaow! Run for your lives!
4. Don't eat me!
FLUTTER FLUTTER FLUTTER
Oh!
5. Goldilocks and the 3 Bears
6. Bears got honey for their porridge. A mean girl called Goldilocks stole all their things. They were very cross at the end, though they made friends.
7. Little Red Riding Hood
8. Little Red Riding Hood was bringing some buns to her grandma's house. A wolf stole them. But then she made some more at her grandma's house, and they had a delicious meal.
See, it's
not just CBeebies that likes a nice happy ending. I'm not sure what the Oyster makes of Humpty Dumpty, actually, but at the moment he's finding it very hard to take stories with nasty or scary elements. Either he insists that I stop reading, or he asks me to scan ahead and make sure everyone's OK. No Brothers Grimm for him.
This evening was a bit extreme: he got worried when
Mrs Tabitha Twitchit sent Mittens, Moppet and Tom Kitten out to the garden in their clean clothes. I assured him that nothing terrible was going to happen, so we made it through to the end and agreed that the only bad bit was the smacking ("Why did people think it was a good idea to hit children?").
And yet he swallows the fantasy-testosterone-soaked swashbuckling of the
Howard Pyle/John Burrows Robin Hood.
Complex child. What a surprise.