“Daddy, can you be the narrator?” I hear one of the boys ask my husband.
Whenever the boys play together—whether it’s with their Legos, Star Wars figures, or super heroes—they usually assign someone to play the role of the “narrator.” As you can probably guess, the narrator’s job is to act as the voiceover for the action.
“Then Iron Man rose up to the sky to get a better look below…”
“But before he could escape, Spider-man called the Avengers…”
“Tune in for the next episode to see what happens…”
I’ll be honest. My English teacher self does the happy dance when I hear the boys—especially my youngest, who is 4 1/2—incorporate a narrator into their pretend play.
Next, we’ll work on internal and external conflict. Oh, and if we’re feeling extra fancy, we may move onto denouement. 🙂
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Well, your teacher and mother heart must just beam when you hear your boys play!! How amazing! I always say my favorite movies are those that are narrated. Hilarious ending, too!!!
I love this! Both my parents were math teachers, so I was bombarded with (in my impression) useless math problems throughout my entire childhood. I’m an English teacher, and even though I know that English curriculum is far more useful and fun, I fear that I might be too pushy thereby resulting in my daughter’s dislike of English class. Your post gives me hope!!
Love the use of the language: narrator and how it is applied. Savor these moments:)
Wow – they’ll be ready for theme and symbolism soon! Lucky kids.
That’s really adorable! Not only that they use a narrator when they play, but that they purposefully pick one and intentionally include it! I’m the daughter of an English teacher — so much fun! My husband still thinks I’m crazy because I spout off random memorized lines of poetry when something triggers a memory of a poem, just like my mom does!
Oh thank goodness! I thought I might be the only one who does a happy dance when my 6 year old correctly uses the word hyperbole in a sentence. English teacher moms unite!