Very often in the class I read or tell stories to the children. I improvise using any props I have near me and play games with words. Words have a magnificent power on children as they calm them down, help them concentrate, prompt them to find answers, deal with their fears and empathise with book heroes in an environment where they have total control of everything. Bongo was born in a similar situation, somewhere in Putney, with ten children sitting around me and waiting for a story. I saw a dinosaur on the window sill. ‘’Once upon time there was a fierce looking dinosaur and his name was... “Bongo..’’. A few days later Evan came and asked me if he could play with Bongo. I looked at him in amazement! ‘’Do you remember my story?’ I asked him and he said ‘Yes!’ This was the moment that I realised I had to write my story. And this is how my journey began.