Whenever I work with a new group of beginning storytellers, I try to start with some simple prompts that will engage without intimidating. The prompt, “Tell me about your shoes” has many ways to be interpreted, allowing each storyteller to bring as much depth or vulnerability to the response as they feel ready to share. Sometimes I give more direction to the prompt, depending on the group and what they appear ready for. Some variations include:
How did your shoes come into your life?
Where have your shoes taken you?
If your shoes were to introduce you, what would they say about you?
If another were to spend a day in your shoes, what might they experience?
More often than not, people’s stories about their shoes are funny and heartfelt. On the morning of my first day at The Women’s Lunch Place, I casually introduced this prompt and was not prepared for some of the responses I received. I carry this particular story with me now as a sacred story. I am humbled by the teller and the transformation that was enabled through the anonymous generosity of another.
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Whenever I work with a new group of beginning storytellers, I try to start with some simple prompts that will engage without intimidating. The prompt, “Tell me about your shoes” has many ways to be interpreted, allowing each storyteller to bring as much depth or vulnerability to the response as they feel ready to share. Sometimes I give more direction to the prompt, depending on the group and what they appear ready for. Some variations include:
How did your shoes come into your life?
Where have your shoes taken you?
If your shoes were to introduce you, what would they say about you?
If another were to spend a day in your shoes, what might they experience?
More often than not, people’s stories about their shoes are funny and heartfelt. On the morning of my first day at The Women’s Lunch Place, I casually introduced this prompt and was not prepared for some of the responses I received. I carry this particular story with me now as a sacred story. I am humbled by the teller and the transformation that was enabled through the anonymous generosity of another.