One of the most interesting accounts of a creative and surprising story was of a father and his three-year-old daughter. During a long winter the little girl had enjoyed more and more using the sparse living room for her gymnasium and for the center of her imaginary world. All the room had in it was a large pillow. So the father set out to tell her a story about a pillow. He made up a story about a large pillow and a forest and animals that would come and play on the pillow. When all the animals slept, the pillow would go sleep with the clouds. Well, one night a huge wind blew away not only the clouds but the pillow too. The animals couldn’t find the pillow. The father was about to finish the story, but the direction he was going doesn’t make any difference; because, the daughter pointed a…