by Julie Pasqual
|Julie with some Littles|
It all began in the first of the three classes, when someone mentioned that, like a character in the story, they had seen someone faint. It was during a choir concert in a nursing home. IMMEDIATELY, hands flew up in the air.
“Oh yeah, “several kids said. “I was there, too!” Soon, details began to flush out and escalate the tale. The story grew from it being just someone fainting, to other students seeing it and fainting as well, still others got nauseous and threw up, and the whole time the choral director told them just to keep singing!! In each of the three classes more details emerged and grew – and I actually got to meet the young man who was the first to faint, who, of course doesn’t remember anything!! The classroom teacher was stunned she had never heard anything about this before, and said, “And you all tell me you have nothing to write about!!”
Besides all of us laughing A LOT about what we called “The Nursing Home Incident”, it was the classroom teacher who said, “Remember what JP (my nickname) was telling us about how folktales change and grow over time – this is IT!!!!” I had to agree. No amount of explaining, reading, or dissecting could have made the journey of a folktale over time, more tangible and relatable than what the kids had done in real time that day. And, it all began with a really simple question!!!!