Big Dreams at Five?

Seriously? I was a dreamer at five years of age as I think most young children are. School was looming in the horizon somewhere and I had nothing pressing on my agenda. It was time to be a young girl with her head in the clouds and her mind drumming up a fantasy world filled with little people, mushrooms hiding creatures that spoke and a world where the animals had a voice.

My biggest role at the time was that of a fairy complete with a magic wand! I walked around making stories up in my head and I had a relationship going but only with the ducks, rabbits and whatever else I came into contact with. Ambition was nowhere to be seen but I didn’t know it at the time but those forays into the fantasy world would become the stepping stone into the world of writing. I currently write children’s books and I give animals a voice so nothing much has changed in that respect!

Coming back to your question, five was a time for dreaming, playing with my thoughts which was just taking shape and other than that, it was a fantastic world of make-believe and unimaginable fun!

Daily writing prompt

When you were five, what did you want to be when you grew up?