Stories have always been like hidden treasures to me, probably since I was a young girl. It is like a whole world opens up to you, and even the wonder of reading unfolds words, that I have always loved and enjoyed so very much. Stories can fascinate and can also devastate all in one breathe, they have always been my friends, and I have always liked to tell them.

As an Education assistant in Kindy my favourite thing to do is read stories to the children, complete with funny voices, and not wanting to turn the page, for fear what was on the other. I feel there is a fine art in telling stories, and in what makes you a true storyteller.

Being a storyteller means that those stories will not ever die, as long as you keep telling them. For stories need interest and they need people to listen, or else they will blow away like in dust in the wind.

Funny enough you can have many hidden stories within you, some come easily and others hide deeper in your imagination. Those are the stories you really want to hear, because they are stories that have time to develop fully, and have the most punch so to speak.

I feel where you read or tell these stories is very much important to. Often they are places we remember, long after the words of the story has faded from memory. Nothing better than to be curled up with a book and totally emerse yourself in the story between the pages. The best stress relief out for sure in my book.

Sitting under a tree, or window seat of a fancy country manor house, also helps the story stay with you. My childhood is full if stories, I have read or been read to me by my Parents. Now I pass on my love to the future generations and hopeful it will stick in their minds just a little bit.

Adieu for now Kitty-Kat xox