Facu and the black knight. Fantasy children's story
If there is an effective instrument to stimulate fantasy, that is the story. And if there is a powerful instrument to activate creativity, that is the imagination. With this story, you will discover the power of imagination. Help your children dream and stimulate their imagination with stories. Stor
If there is an effective instrument to stimulate fantasy, that is the story. And if there is a powerful instrument to activate creativity, that is the imagination.
With this story, you will discover the power of imagination. Help your children dream and stimulate their imagination with stories.
Story to encourage the children's fantasy
'The butterfly on one of his trips met a boring boy, bored with everything, running, school, even got bored playing.
His worried mother gave him a book to paint with very special pencils. The boy's name was Facu, and the old and worn book was sold to him by a very mysterious woman who had an old bookstore in the neighborhood where he lived.
One cold night, alone, in his room he opened the pencil box and began to paint the drawings. The sun has to be yellow, but why yellow? If he had the power to choose.
- No better blue !!!!!
- The green grass, noooo, better yellow!
Facu created his own world. With bright and special colors. His images had their own magic. But reaching the middle of the book, appeared a dark character, who did not admit any color. A man with an angular face, dressed in black pants, a black shirt, a black hat and a black cloak that he dragged when walking. He only looked at him, he did not speak, but a powerful laugh told him that nothing good was going to happen.
The days passed, and when he got home from school he immersed himself in his world of different colors and unique images. A flower with multicolored petals, invited him to walk through an infinite rainbow, a violet rabbit told him he was happy.
A lady watered the yellow lawn with a shower filled with a green liquid. Some red-skinned children made a round around a celestial tree ... Yes, they were all happy ...
Until one night, almost reaching the last pages, the black man spoke to him:
- In your world and in this, my power it will change the order of things, the words will vanish and the colors will disappear.
Facu, he did not answer, he challenged him and shouted:
- Your words do not scare me. What power can a drawing have? Ridiculous, hahaha.
He went to sleep without thinking, not even dreaming about what was going to happen.
The next morning, he woke up, had breakfast and left for school, happy, eager to tell his friends that madness, that crazy dream, very crazy. The class began as always, the lady copied on the blackboard a few sentences that the boys would analyze. But surprise! When they finished writing, they mysteriously disappeared. He copied them again, and after a while they disappeared again.
The screams of the other classrooms forced them to leave.
- What's wrong?
- The books are empty, they do not have letters, the maps were without the names of the countries, rivers, lagoons. The oceans were orphaned. The characters in the stories without names ...
The same thing happened to everyone. The school had run out of words. Without colors the drawings. The director was holding her head.
- What's wrong? This can not be happening.
Ministry officials came, a priest, a magician but nobody found an explanation and it was so they decided to close the school for a few days. Facu knew that the cause was Mr. Black.
Despite his fear of making a fool of himself by telling his story, he decided to defeat him and share with his friends the mystery of the book. They listened attentively, a few laughed, but one group suggested seeing the book and the sinister Black Knight.
When he saw one of the leaves, a laugh surprised them. J -Jajajajajaja ... I warned them: colors and words will never appear again. After saying those words he was lost in a dry and gray forest.
- Where did you buy this? En - In the old bookshop of the neighborhood, that of the lady with big glasses, the lady who gives bright candies when a child buys a book.
-Let's go to see her.
They made a committee and went to talk to her. When they arrived at the store, the woman was waiting for them. He did not say much, he just informed them.
- That the power of words and colors were waiting for them in the imagination of each of them.
Nothing else, different theories were born. Facu's was the strongest. And out of nowhere arose the idea of closing the eyes, and get into that imaginary world, and with strength and desire to remember the colors, the lyrics, but with much, much strength.
Imagination, Imagination and darkness appeared one by one the letters and colors. Mr. Black tried to steal them but with a rubber erased him from all the pages.
The book was again as before, with beautiful landscapes, children and animals laughing again. Everyone returned home without understanding what happened. There were no explanations.
That morning, not so boring, he went to school. And to the surprise of teachers and students, as if by magic, the rivers, lagoons had a name. The characters have names again. And the books recovered their words.
Despite the celebrations, no one understood what had happened, no explanations were found.
- Imagination, imagination shouted from a window the old vendor. Only this story, surely is the product of his imagination.
Facu silently squeezed the rubber, maybe he could need it again. And our friend the butterfly continued flying losing herself in a multicolored rainbow.
Story sent by Alejandra Melnik.
