
Yesterday, I woke up with a fuzzy brain and a frown. Funny? It isn't, but these days only come once in a while. I mope about feeling sorry for myself, and everything is an effort. There are no magical sunny pants to help change my mood, but there is one thing, and you may think this strange, but it does help - I lose myself in a children's book. I read a chapter from George's Marvellous Medicine or a quick read of Room on the Broom, and I'm guaranteed to smile or even chuckle. For a short moment, I am engaged in a world that is so very different from my own, and that instantly lifts my mood. Now, I know that reading children's books may not work for everyone, but it's worth a try, isn't it? I did a little research and found this - Children's literature an escape from the adult world - cam.ac.uk. Dr Louise Joy. It's an interesting read. https://www.cam.ac.uk/research/news/childrens-literature-an-escape-from-the-adult-world
You should try and find a stripy sock in The Stripy Sock Search when you are having a down frown day. x
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Yes! Good idea. I’ll give that a try. Thanks Claire xx
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