"As toddlers, first we grab and then we grab with words. Every word we learn is an acquisition, a bit of gold that makes us richer. We catch a new word and say it over and over, turning it like a rich nugget in the light. As children, we hoard and gloat over words. Words give ownership: we name our world and we claim it." by Julia Cameron, The Right to Write
An example: One four year old, very new collector of words, looked out the window last week, and he studied a helicopter taking off from a pad on top of the hospital. Noisy fan on, he said after a thoughtful moment. Because he had found, in his new shining collection of words, three words that were perfect, he suddenly was a poet, a scholar, and a king. He was a poet because he combined words in an original creative way to express his thought. He was a scholar because he had a tool for recording his observation and a way to share and discuss his discovery. In the world of his own expanding imagination, he was a king who could rule over the roaring flying fans that would quickly join cars, trucks and trains in the kingdom of his play.
Bella Luna Wooden Helicopter