Making friends with a dragon
One day as I was walking I passed a secret cave carved in a mountain face, so I decided to go in. Inside the cave I heard a roar. I got a little scared but I kept going. Now I could see something red. I wanted to run back but I was too far now. I heard a snore so I didn’t know what to do. I reached my hands out and felt a scale. The thing woke up and growled. It was a dragon! It said “Don’t be afraid, I’m nice.” I said, “Can you be my pet?” “Yes,” said the dragon.
J., 9 years old
Stories should be simple. They should have just what they need. They should help you understand. They should surrender to symbol. They should be what they are. We should accept them.