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The little house with a star inside

puppet show apple

While the playgroup children played in the garden, I disappeared inside to create a magical land. A land made of table dolls, play silks, roving, flowers and toys.

When I was ready, I popped back outside for a little tidy up before singing our transition song

Puppet show is in the town, everybody gather round

apple star puppet show

Once the children settled down to watch and listen we sang…

Mother of the fairy tale, take me by your silver hand. Sail me on your silver boat, sail me silently afloat. Mother of the fairy tale, take me to your shining land

flower meadow

And then I told the story.

Once upon a time, there was a little boy. He had been playing all day long. But now he didn’t know what to do. So he said to his mother. ‘Mama I have played and played and played, and now I don’t know what to do.’ And his mother said ‘somewhere nearby there is a little round house, with no windows and no doors, with a chimney on top and a star inside. Why don’t you see if you can find it.’

And so the little boy walked over the bridge and into the flower meadow. There he found a little gnome. He said to the little gnome ‘I am looking for a little round house, with no windows and no doors, with a chimney on top and a star inside. Have you seen such a house?’ And the little gnome said ‘no, I have not seen a little round house, with no windows and no doors, with a chimney on top and a star inside. But the farmer might know. Why don’t you visit him and ask’.

farmer

And so the little boy walked through the flower meadow to the farm. There he found the farmer. He said to the farmer ‘I am looking for a little round house, with no windows and no doors, with a chimney on top and a star inside. Have you seen such a house?’ And the farmer said ‘no, I have not seen a little round house, with no windows and no doors, with a chimney on top and a star inside. But the wood gnome might know. Why don’t you visit him and ask’.

wood gnome

And so the little boy walked through the farm to the woods There he found the wood gnome. He said to the wood gnome ‘I am looking for a little round house, with no windows and no doors, with a chimney on top and a star inside. Have you seen such a house?’ And the wood gnome said ‘yes, I have seen a little round house, with no windows and no doors, with a chimney on top and a star inside. Why don’t you look around the woods and see if you can find it’. And the boy did!

little red house

He took the little round house, with no windows and no doors, with a chimney on top and a star inside back to his mother. He said ‘Look mama! I found the little round house, with no windows and no doors, with a chimney on top. But I can’t see the star inside.’ And his mama took a cutting board and a knife and cut the little round house in half. And the little boy said ‘Now I see the star!’

Apple star

And after the tale was told, we cut the apple to share among the playgroup children.

There are many  variations of this story. This is the one I told because of the toys I had on hand and what I remembered of it. Since then I have been reminded that there is often a charming final character ~ the wind! And often it is the wind that helps the little boy find the little round house, with no windows and no doors, a chimney on top and a star inside. Because the wind goes everywhere after all.

Blessings, Kelly

Waldorf storytelling

puppet show

There is so much to love about our parent-led Waldorf playgroup, but I think the most magical part is when the story is told.

The children know it is time to make their way inside, after playing boisterously in the fresh air, when they hear us sing

puppet show is in the town, everybody gather round

puppets

story

They choose their seat, from toadstool cushions or little chairs. Then wait eagerly to see the puppet show revealed from beneath a playsilk. And our wonderful storyteller entrances them by singing

Mother of the fairy tale, take me by your silver hand. Sail me on your silver boat, sail me silently afloat. Mother of the fairy tale, take me to your shining land

The same story is told for at least three weeks. The children love the repetition and tell us if anything is different *grin*

And this week something was different!

playgroup story

king winter

The children had heard the lovely Australian adaption of A Winter Tale twice before and already knew it well ~ I think the Australian sprigs of leaves spoke to them. And the lovely kangaroo, wombat and kookaburra felt familiar.

And this week they were asked to help tell the story.

My daughter looked after the kangaroo, another little girl flew the kookaburra and their little friend helped the wombat find his way. And the bigger boys helped lead King Winter to the cave, where one of them had the very exciting task of bringing the fireflies to life {magical fairy lights beneath a playsilk cave ~ so magical!}

storytime

You should have seen their little beaming faces!

And so, for the third telling of each story, they will be asked to help. I can’t wait and I know they will adore being part of the story telling

Happy days, Kelly