#70 The Little Red House with No Doors and No Windows and a Star Inside
Stories For Children by We Nurture CollectiveShow Notes
A sweet story about a little girl who lived in a cozy cottage with her grandmother. One afternoon, she went to her grandmother and asked what she could do because she was tired of her toys and puzzles and books. Well, her grandmother sent her on a journey to find a little red house with no doors and no windows and a star inside. We recommend this story for ages 3 - 7 About the Author - Connie Manson “Throughout childhood I loved performing! It was to me a vehicle to connect with others in a joyful, meaningful way. Not long after completing a theatre arts degree, I was asked by a fellow graduate to help perform puppet stories for school children. We knelt in a large black box, holding the puppets above our heads, so we never had the opportunity to see the children's faces, but I was struck by how silent they were throughout the entire show. Later after beginning the journey as a teacher in a classroom, whenever a puppet troupe traveled to our school, it was unforgettable to see how strongly the children connected with the puppets! The journey continued after beginning my Waldorf teacher training, where I discovered a treasure trove of nurturing stories, and a puppet storytelling style adored by children. Starlite Puppets was born, and thus began the journey of sharing music and puppetry worldwide.” Discover more about Connie and her work at starlitepuppets.blogspot.com To discover more please visit wenurturecollective.com/stories-for-children Follow along on Instagram @we_nurture
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