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Storytelling games for boys

August 19, 2011

This summer we spent a good bit of time on the road. Before one of our trips, Pickle and I read a book that we made into a game. (I have since found an article about it on wikipedia so we aren’t original :))

The book is called Fortunately, Unfortunately. The story itself wasn’t fantastic, but I liked the way the story was told. Each page would begin “Fortunately . . . ” followed by the next page describing how “Unfortunately” things didn’t work out as planned. There is another book that follows this pattern called Fortunately by Remy Charlip that gets much better reviews.

Pickle and I quickly took off with this little pattern inventing stories about all sorts of things. He has a bit of a darker sense of humor so he always like to be the “unfortunately” side off things and thwart my plans!

For example,

Me: Fortunately Pickle started school this week.

Him: Unfortunately, he got sick.

Me: Fortunately I had medicine for him.

Him: Unfortunately it was on the top of Mt. Everest

You get the idea . . .

It’s great for listening skills because he has to pay attention to where the story is goingย  and for creativity because it can literally head anywhere. Also, you have some control because you can bring it back around with your turn if things go into far left field.

Another storytelling/rhyming game we like to play is “Old Mother Hubbard.” Our The Real Mother Goose by Blanche Fisher Wright includes many verses of the old rhyme that I was not familiar with.

Old Mother Hubbard
Old Mother Hubbard
Went to the cupboard,
To give her poor dog a bone;
But when she got there
The cupboard was bare,
And so the poor dog had none.

She went to the baker’s
To buy him some bread;
When she came back
The dog was dead.

She went to the undertaker’s
To buy him a coffin;
When she got back
The dog was laughing.

She went to the hatter’s
To buy him a hat;
When she came back
He was feeding the cat.

She went to the barber’s
To buy him a wig;
When she came back
He was dancing a jig.

She went to the fruiterer’s
To buy him some fruit;
When she came back
He was playing the flute.

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We continue on taking Old Mother Hubbard to all kind of modern stores (i.e. the florist for roses, the post office for a letter, etc) and around the world (to Paris to see the tower, to China to see the Great Wall, etc).ย  The ideas are endless.

It’s a great way to practice rhyming and listening for those ending sounds.

How do you practice storytelling with your boys?

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2 Comments leave one →
  1. August 31, 2011 11:06 pm

    I like that! ๐Ÿ™‚

    how do I practice storytelling?
    I tell a story out of my head that captures my son’s attention…he tells it back to me…with embellishments. ๐Ÿ™‚ If he gets stalled I ask leading questions such as…what happened next? OH REALLY? and just what colour was that shirt? (he’s six) ๐Ÿ™‚

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