Wow. So today I officially own a schookid. How’d that happen? Okay, bad choice of words, I know how it happened–you don’t need to have that ‘birds and bees talk’ with me–I just can’t believe how quickly it happened.
After a few taster sessions to ease him into the swing of things, we dropped Oscar off for his first full day at school today, one of those milestones that every parent will cherish and look back on with fondness.
It only seems like five minutes ago I was wrestling with Oscar’s baby-reins as he gave us the run-around on our first family holiday, imagining all the wonderful things we wished his journey into childhood would bring him.
And I’m glad to say his imagination is already wild and healthy. He loves to make up stories and shows. One night he came into the living room and told us his “Dance Show” was about to start and that we had to come and watch. When we went to his bedroom we found he’d even set up seating around his bed for the show.
And lucky Max has the pleasure of the Frog and Duck Show every bath-time (featuring the flannel-shark, no less!!!). In fact, Max was blown away so much he has taken it upon himself to become Oscar’s theatrical agent (he’s negotiating the film rights to the Frog and Duck Show with Channel 4 in this picture).
I can’t wait for Oscar to start bringing books home. In fact, a part of me wishes I could trade places with him. Just being in the school corridor again, seeing all the pictures on the walls and the colourful book covers on the shelves, triggered all manner of memories and sensations in me that must have been tucked away deep in the bottom of my mind for a very long time.
In fact, there was one particular set of books I read at school that I’d really love to get my hands on again, but sadly they went out of print years ago. Tim and the Hidden People was full of magic and witches, invisible beings and stump people, and it left a huge imprint on my mind. I’d go as far to say the Forest Town Chronicles owes a lot to these books and I have a great deal of gratitude to the late author Sheila K McCullagh for her wonderful story-telling and imagery.
I hope Oscar is equally as inspired to explore his imagination through books, and Max when his turn comes. And I can’t wait to help read them to him.
I’d love to hear which book or books inspired you as kid? Or maybe it was a movie or TV show that whetted your creative appetites. If you’re willing to share, please leave a comment below.