I first started capturing her storytelling using the video mode on our digital camera, around about April, but she soon refused to let me film her. So I tried writing her stories while she told them, using pen and paper. That lasted for only a few stories too, before she caught on. Since then, I've been recording her using a mini MP3 recorder, which is pretty unobtrusive, and transcribing the audio later. She then objected strongly to this as well... Nowadays I use a combo of MP3 and video to record her before transcribing. I only manage to record a fraction of the stories she tells. I always have a backlog of stories on the recorder that still need transcribing, as it's impossible for me to keep up with her. To help new readers, I've marked my favourite stories with a star (*), so at least you have somewhere to start if you don't know where to begin. Don't forget to check the older archives too - there are some gems in there as well!

Friday 15 June 2007

Internal dialogue, 2007-06-13

This was quite interesting to me. We'd just bought her a new storybook, which she wanted to look at in her car seat on the way home. This is what transpired.

Eh.. uhm.. eh.. uhm…eh… eh… and uhm!
Baby go out to the faraway tree
And they went, they went to the old
In, out, up, up...
They lost someone in such a hurry
Such, such, such, such, such, such, such….

(To me) Mom, what does this say?
(I replied her)
What does this say? The whole word?
(I told her I couldn't read to her in the car, but would when we got home)
(To herself) Ugh! Ack! Uck and ack, uck and ack
(To me) Mommy I can’t read! I caaan’t

(Silence for a short while, followed by what was obviously internal dialogue)
You can do it…
Can you do it? Do that?
This one have wild, wild... can you mean… it?
Why do you be so… tiresome??
So I caaaan
So, let’s go!
Do you know the letters? You know right???....
(indecipherable) Do you know?
I can’t…
I… don’t… know
You can’t… you can’t, you can’t….
Ask someone who is reading book…
(indecipherable)
You can’t…
And you don’t want Engine Number Nine

(continues with her regular storytelling)
Baby marched in, so
And baby marched in and said let’s go
And baby said don’t
Mommy says, DON”T… STOP! We lost something
What? Like what? Asked the baby
We can’t! Lost something
You lost something, and, they saw what they lost!
They saw what they lost!
Inside, inside
And they climbed up a BIG hedge
So full of (indecipherable)
So they cleaned the roof
And his mommy cleaned the den
And he cleaned the roof
And he said, “This is all better!”
You can’t do that like THAT! Asked her, hidden behind the (indecipherable)
You cannot do that in my wall because you (indecipherable) my garden also! (high pitched voice)
No, don’t do that, on my wall..
(indecipherable, same thing 3 times)
I don’t know whether or not
I’m troublesome, so troublesome!
I don’t know whether or not I saw her there, and lost
You can’t, you can’t! asked… some…. children… and looking at his, and, and it... (trails away)

(Sounds like the internal dialogue is back. She was speaking much more slowly and deliberately in these sections than in the storytelling ones, which were quicker. Really sounded like she was reasoning with herself)
Baby can’t...
So what?
Why the end then? Why the crack in the back?
You can’t….
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