The power of imagination runs highest in children. Remember when we were little? From visualising ghosts when scared to playing with our invisible imaginary friends, knew no boundaries. And I don't know about you, but a majority of it was a contribution of reading innumerable fairy tales.

These days (the age of screens I mean) the kids have reduced reading. They refuse to visualise things and situations on their own because images and videos are so easily available to them. That's why the tradition of reading need to continue. 

I still remember the time when my mom started reading to me; I was too young to know how to read. I was three (my mom told me) when I started getting hooked to fairytales and demanded to be read again and again. Mom got fed up; partly because it became monotonous to her and partly because she wanted me to venture outside the world of fairytales. However as I learned reading myself, I ceased to depend on her to satiate my appetite for day dreaming. I was lost in fairy world, in my dreamland. I used to interact with the characters in the book, used to put myself in those situations and what not. Those were the happiest days of my life!

I can safely say that my fairytale books got me hooked into reading. Stories like the Little mermaid and Cinderella were my all time favorites. Little did I know about their origin. It was until recently only that I learnt that The Little mermaid is a Danish story, written by Hans Christian Andersen of Denmark. Who could imagine such a story springing up from the Nordic region!

I now see my penchant for fairy tales getting transferred to my kids. My elder one just turned 10, and although she reads all types of fiction, she's still attracted to fairy tales. A part of me wants to tell her to evolve from that genre but my better self knows that she will eventually grow up; just like her mother.

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This blog post is part of the blog challenge ‘BookishCafeBloghop2024’ hosted by Rakhi Jayashankar and Samata Dey Bose