Once upon a time there was a little girl that everyone liked. Her grandmother gave her a nice red velvet cap. And because she really liked the cap, she didn’t want to take it off. That’s why she was called Little Red Riding Hood.
One day her mother said to her: “Little Red Riding Hood, I will give you a basket with a cake and a bottle of wine. Please take this basket out to Grandmother. She is sick and weak and will be happy about it. ”“ Yes, I would like to do that, ”said Little Red Riding Hood to her mother.
Children live in questions, adults live in answers, once said the Swiss author Peter Bichsel. Indeed, children are usually (still) much closer to the origin of philosophy than adults. This origin lies in amazement, in the curious questioning of what surrounds us. Children often ask early on who or what God is, where do animals get their names from, what comes after death or whether our life is just a dream. You are looking for answers to such questions – and thus to questions of philosophy.
“Little fairy tales” are children’s fairy tales in which your child is the main character. Everything is very simple: You enter the child’s name and gender in the settings and then read the fairy tales about wonderful adventures of your little son or daughter.
So that many impressions are conveyed, we have added pleasant melodies and beautiful illustrations, which in combination with interesting stories help to only promote positive aspects in your child. You can also create your own audio books! Record your story in a few minutes.
Paper and a few pens – that’s all you need to create a work of art. All children go through typical phases of drawing. Five boys and girls show their pictures
More than just colorful doodles: pictures are also a way for children to communicate
When the baby sloughs creatively with his porridge, many parents don’t find it funny. But: it actually shows an early form of artistic expression. "For the first time, children perceive that they can create something and express themselves", says Professor Monika Miller, art teacher at the University of Education in Ludwigsburg. As soon as the little ones can use pens, they start to scribble – and develop their drawing skills in typical development steps. Monika Miller uses five children’s drawings to explain how these work. We had boys and girls paint their families for this:
It is most beautiful in the forest at Christmas time. No, most mysterious. The little star heard this in its heavenly place. He wanted to get to know that himself and one evening he hopped down to earth again. It ended up in the fir tree, which had its place next to a rock and two benches at the entrance to the forest. It was nice here and quiet, but not too quiet. Animals visited the old tree again and again, and sometimes people came up from the small town. "This is a really good place," muttered the little star. "I want to stay here for a while." "It’s my place too," the old owl whispered to him. “I spend many of my nights here. But I have never seen you before. Who are you and why are you shining brighter than my eyes? " "I’m the little star," the little star said. "It’s my job to shine." "I am the Eichhorn," whispered another voice from the trunk below him. "I also live here and take a break from my hibernation." "We too, we too," cried the little hedgehog and the little wood mouse that had met at the foot of the fir. "Your light woke me up," the hedgehog growled and the wood mouse said, friendlier than its prickly friend: “Hibernation is boring. Thank you for luring me out of my cave with your light. I always like adventure well. ” "That is known." The owl smiled. She knew the little forest mouse’s thirst for adventure too well, since she had tried in vain to hunt it. But now she was full. "Adventure? What is that? ”But the little star was surprised. "Am I one?" Now all forest animals smiled. This little star was probably still a very small star that knew little about the world and life on earth. "Can you say so," the squirrel finally giggled. "A big one," said the hedgehog. "A light one," called the wood mouse. "A very bright one." "A crazy one," said the owl. "A star that sits in a tree must be very adventurous." The little star nodded. Then he was an adventure? "Great!" He said. And if it’s okay with you, I’ll stay with you for a while and wait for the next adventure here. It’s called Christmas and I want to find that here. It should have given the forest many festive secrets, that’s how I heard it. ” "Good idea." The owl struggled to keep from laughing. "I welcome you and I believe that with one star our forest will be the most mysterious and solemn Christmas forest ever." The little star was happy, even if he hadn’t quite understood the owl’s words. But it had to be clever words, he read that on the faces of the other animals. And because he was so happy, he made a little more effort and sent more of his silver starlight rays out into the night. So it happened that the forest and the fields all around glowed and shone in a particularly mysterious and ceremonial way at night this Christmas and that many people and animals came to visit during these weeks and – like the little star – here in the forest Looking for Christmas.
