Narratives are how we make sense of the world. We come to conclusions, decisions, realisations, changes of heart through a process of narration. This process is woven so tightly into our daily lives that we don't even notice anymore that the story we started some time in childhood is still running, that it's still being told. And if we listen hard enough, we can pick up the thread and reconnect with the magic of telling our own stories again.
I watch the kid with absolute fascination as her play reveals her own fledgling narratives to me. Stories pop up like blossoms all over the place; in drawings, with a collection of empty containers in the bath, among an eclectic gathering of toys, in her dolls house. Adventures, routines, tragedies, close calls, happy endings. So the stories unfold...
