Someone posted this in one of my story groups and I thought it was brilliant so sharing it here for the metaphorical toolbelt!!
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For the last few weeks, we’ve been using Chat GPT to create bedtime stories. As long as you give a really decent framework, it generates the most amazing stories.
it’s a useful tool if ever you’re trying to approach certain scenarios you can’t find the right book for
The example i was first given was
Write a bedtime story for my two sons about two boys A and B who live with Daddy and Pa and somehow make it link to the stars, moon, sun etc. Make it about them being kind to people, telling the truth and breathing when they get angry...
I've then tried
Write a bedtime story for my daughter about an adopted girl 'A' who lives with her mummy and somehow make it link to the stars, moon, sun etc. Make it about how her foster parents and birth family will always be part of her life story
This gave the result below
**A and the Tapestry of Stars**
Once upon a time, in a warm and loving home, there lived a bright girl named 'A'. She lived with her mummy, who filled their days with laughter, stories, and the warmth of love. Every night, as the stars twinkled in the sky, 'A' would sit outside with her mummy, gazing at the constellations.
“'A'” her mummy would say, “look at the stars. Each one represents a part of our story. Some are bright and shining, while others twinkle softly, but they’re all important.”
'A' loved this idea. She knew she was adopted, and while sometimes it made her feel different, her mummy always reminded her that her story was a beautiful tapestry woven from many threads.
One evening, as they watched the moon rise, 'A' asked, “Mummy, what about my birth family? How do they fit into my story?”
Her mummy smiled softly. “They are like the stars that shine even when we can’t see them. They may not be with us every day, but they are always a part of who you are.”
Curious and thoughtful, 'A' decided to create a special way to remember everyone in her life. The next day, she gathered colored threads, scissors, and a big piece of paper. “I’ll make a tapestry of my story!” she declared.
As 'A' wove the threads together, she thought of her birth family—their hopes, dreams, and the love that brought her into the world. She added bright yellow for the sun that had shone on her when she was born, and soft blue for the gentle nights they spent together.
Then, she thought of her mummy, who had opened her heart and home to her. She chose warm red and comforting green to represent their joyful moments, like baking cookies and cuddling during storytime.
When 'A' finished her tapestry, she stepped back and admired her work. It was colorful and full of life, just like her journey. Each color represented the love and memories that shaped her.
That night, A hung her tapestry by the window. As she gazed at the stars twinkling outside, she felt a warm glow in her heart. She realized that both her birth family and her mummy were like the sun and moon—each played a special role in her life.
“Mummy,” she called, “come see my tapestry!”
Her mummy walked in, her eyes lighting up with joy. “Oh, 'A'! This is beautiful! It tells your story so well.”
'A' beamed. “It shows that everyone is a part of me. The stars are like my birth family, shining brightly, and you’re my moon, always there to guide me.”
Her mummy hugged her tightly. “That’s exactly right, my star. No matter where we come from, love connects us all.”
As they settled in for the night, 'A' whispered, “Goodnight, stars. Thank you for being part of my story.”
And with that, 'A' drifted into a peaceful sleep, surrounded by the glow of her tapestry and the love of her mummy, knowing that her story was as endless as the night sky.
**The End**
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