This is the conversation we had last night when we started walking to the shops just after sunset.
Ella – Hold my hand, mum. I’m a bit scared of the dark.
Me – Why are you scared? What do you think may happen in the dark?
Ella – I don’t know. Can you tell me?
Me – I don’t know either.
Me – I was scared of the dark when I was a kid. But I’m not anymore now.
Ella – I’m still a bit scared of the dark.
Me – That’s ok. Everybody’s scared sometimes.
Me – Do you know what’s the best thing about the dark? You can see all the pretty lights. Look, aren’t they pretty? We can see the lights of the houses and the street lights and the lights of the cars. You can’t see those when the sun is still up.
Ella – Yeah! I can see all the lights. And I can’t believe my eyes. The lights are so bright.
Me – And look, over there you can still see the light of the sun that’s just gone to sleep. See how the sky is all orange?
Ella – And pink, and red.
Me – And stars! That’s great about it being dark too. I can already see a star over there.
Ella – Stars are round. And they have no stripes [I think she means ‘points’]. Even the tiny little stars are round, like circles.
Ella – I’m not afraid of the dark anymore, mum!