Healing Stories: House & Home
First Day in our First House
Emotions are high.
Moving is challenging on many levels.
The most important being little people needing lots of love as they transition.
Big People too!
'I love my house'-by Miss C
Storytelling is a crucial part of our homeschooling journey, so when I chanced upon the idea of creating Healing Stories, I knew the interest level would be high.
There are various reasons to write a Healing Story and multiple methods, but most simply, it recognizes the need to address heavy hearts and help them make the most of a challenging time.
It also reminds the parent to take perspective, in addition to completing the mountain of tasks at hand.
Some general outlines are included in' Creative Living with Children' and 'Whole Family Rhythms'http://www.creativelivingwithchildren.com/help-for-challenging-times/healing-stories-3/writing-a-healing-story/
https://www.wholefamilyrhythms.com/2016/10/write-tell-healing-story-child/
Our story.
This is our home.
Well, it was our home.
It’s where we planted our garden.
It’s where we placed our books.
It’s where we hung our photos.
It’s the walls that protected us from the wind.
It’s the roof that sheltered us from the rain.
It’s the fire that kept us warm on cold winter nights.
I learned how to walk in this house and cartwheel,
how to
write my name and measure my height in its door frame.
Early on a spring morning, my brother was born in this house
because my mother felt safe in its arms.
The next day we planted a tree in our yard that will grow as
he does over the years.
This house has heard our laughter and seen our pain and tears.
This house has heard our laughter and seen our pain and tears.
Slowly, we are removing our belongings from its walls.
We’re
boxing our books and uprooting our trees.
It must wonder why we are taking our hopes and dreams
somewhere else.
With his own hands, my father is building our new house.
It’s been years, he said, since the land has heard the
laughter of children.
It’s been years since the garden has grown vegetables to
feed a family.
First, my father hung a swing in the tree.
Second, he gathered all of us to plant trees in the soil.
There’s a field and a forest for planting and playing.
There’s a pond for catching frogs and watching turtles bask
in the sun.
We can build fires inside and out.
Winter is cold and quiet.
Big blankets of snow shine bright
blue to begin and end each day.
The nights are black with a sky full of stars.
We place our books on the shelf and choose an old favourite
to curl up by the fire.
We collect seed catalogs and make our selection for spring.
We put soup on the stove and tea in the kettle.
By the big window, my mother sets out a table for
paintbrushes
and paper and promises us a blank page to draw our dreams.
It feels like we have flown to a faraway land.
We feel like
visitors here.
Then let us be explorers, my mother says,
wild and wonderful and free.
wild and wonderful and free.
~december 2017
'Wild'hood
Ming Lo
Home
Fortunately, the heart of our house, is coming with us.
EXPAND ON MOVING HOUSE
Stories about Home.
Butterfly Park
Friends gifted us this beautiful read about a girl moving from country to city with delicate pictures.
The author/illustrator is from Owen Sound!
Arnold Lobel graces our shelves with Frog & Toad, Mouse Soup, Uncle Elephant and more.
However, this tale of moving house is beyond brilliant!
With fun illustrations of homes all over the world, Ellis sets out to open your mind and delivers.
The Road Home
Animals face various hardships as they find a place to call home.
North, by Sleeping at Last. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Xwg6qRkgOkU
North, by Sleeping at Last. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Xwg6qRkgOkU