Storytelling Cooking Class

Tell Me a Story

At night when I'm bone tired, or in the middle of the day when the task at hand enraptures me, one of my girls asks, "Mama, would you tell me a story?"  I breathe in deep, because telling a story means I have to pull out creativity from a dry well at that moment.  Or the retelling of a story is about as bland as plain ole' russet potatoes.  

And when she says, "tell me a story," she's not talking about the kind written in a book.  She wants to walk the words into a world she is familiar with only the tongue.  I am the teller.  She is the illustrator, painting the imagery into being.  

What a Storyteller Looks Like

Before I had children, I worked at a childcare center.  I was in charge of the school age department, where I developed a pretty fantastic summer program for the kids & staff.  We would begin each morning with J.A.M. (Jesus and Me).  My most deliciously favorite part was when I got to tell the kids the story.  I would lead them by the hand into the cosmos blasting to the hovering of peace & strength as God dwelled on earth, and lead them back to reality.  I would tell personal tales of a young girl who helped her brother put out a fire in their backyard in the blazing Arizona sun.  

I saw how I got to create worlds, painting word pictures for them to see the story of God come alive, interactive.  This was all due to oral storytelling.  I fell in love with story so much and the power of it, we gave 'Storey' as our eldest middle name.  It means 'Strong and Powerful.'

The Importance of Storytelling

Oral storytelling has become less and less important in our society.  It somehow seems frivolous to retell family stories, personal tales, folktales, or ones you make up, because it's not hitting the 20 minute a day required reading mark for kids?  Or, why not just pick up a book and let the author do the telling? 

The power of storytelling actually increases a child's ability to become a more competent and confident public speaker over one who has only been read stories from picture books.  They hear nuances, pauses, and most of all, they picture the world the storyteller is describing in their head; rather, than a world already prescribed for them by the illustrator.  

Am I saying throw out your picture books?  No.  What I am saying is see how powerful stories are?  

Storytelling Reframes Your Own Story

For me personally, I am able to weave a tale of how my daughters are the heroines.  I know their fears, difficulties and insecurities more than an author invited in my home.  I get to spin the images, character (they are the main character), setting, conflict, resolution, etc to empower them.  

I believe the stories we tell ourselves can either inhibit or help us.  Storytelling has become the medicine for my family, where the heroine was able to control her emotions, or by wearing a stinky sock tutu the littlest sister saved her big sisters, or seeing what the world looked like through my eyes the day they were born.  

Storytelling Cooking Class

This is why I am offering as far as I know, the first ever Storytelling Cooking Class.  I want to teach both the semantics of story are and how to tell a story, while teaching you how to cook & share a meal.  Our families' favorite time of day is dinner time, where we get to share our stories from the day with one another.  Would you like to join me and become empowered to share your stories & a better cook?  Sign up for my Storytelling Cooking Class before the spots fill up.  Plus, it will be in my home and an intimate setting of 10 people.  I would love to have you at my table.

Kamille Scellick

Kamille Scellick passionately believes that gathering around the table is where the body, mind & soul will be nourished. It's around the table where you're sure to find her on any given day...eating, talking, listening & sharing life with her husband, Ben & three girls.

You are Blessed in Your Suffering

In the fall I led a breakout session on the beatitude, "Blessed are the poor in spirit, for they will inherit the kingdom of God."  I like what Eugene Peterson writes in The Message, "You are blessed when you are at the end of your rope.  With less of you there is more of God and his rule."  

I have been at the end of my rope...

not once, not twice, not three times, but a many times.  And I don't know if I would say that I have always seen how being at the end of my rope allows for more of God and his rule in my life.  But, it's like suffering.  When we walk the road of suffering, we can either choose to put that suffering into life or bitter, death.  

As we claw on the walls of the pit, knuckles bleeding, crying until we are hoarse is when we find ourselves laying face down on the dirt floor, empty.  It's at this point we surrender.  We wonder if it's a fools hope for hope?  

The Jesus life is found when we are at the end of our rope. When the widow told Elijah, I have nothing for you to eat.  I only have enough oil and flour to make some cakes for my son and me, then we will die.  Yet, Elijah challenges her to test God’s faithfulness.

Read more over at Grace Table.

Kamille Scellick

Kamille Scellick passionately believes that gathering around the table is where the body, mind & soul will be nourished. It's around the table where you're sure to find her on any given day...eating, talking, listening & sharing life with her husband, Ben & three girls.

Grain-Free Cardamom Sticky Biscuits

Christmas mornings meant dad pulling out all the stops when it came to getting ready in the morning, and the breakfast.  Oh man, the breakfast.  While the other 364 days of the year he would make oatmeal or Cream of Wheat, he decided to sizzle up bacon and fry up over easy eggs, making fresh orange juice, and sitting down to enjoying every single bite.  My brother and I would bemoan my dad's need the start of a healthy breakfast as we inched our way toward the stockings. 

Now, the tables have turned and I see a little bit of my dad in myself, wondering how my girls can ignore the need for protein to being the day.  Insert this special little Grain-free Cardamom Sticky Biscuits I have made on many occasions for Christmas morning.  I have prepped them in between and had them baked to go post presents.  Since they are unlike cinnamon rolls, there is no need to rise, roll, and shape.  Post haste friends over to Grace Table for the recipe and sweet nostalgia if you need to remember why slowing down in this Advent season is necessary.