After finishing our huge picture book project and reading them to younger kids, i read The Tales of Beedle the Bard. I realized that a young mind means endless possibilities and the right to deny the world for what it is. When we were younger, our beds were the islands floating on water and we would have to make it to the door without touching the water, only to realize that we left our favorite toy, giving us one more reason to venture back to save it. kind of like those weird disinfecting commercials for bathroom cleaner. Anything was possible and no didn't exist.
The young fifth graders we read to were just about to end their journey of a life time and be engulfed with the problems that they shouldn't have to deal with. picture books, cartoons, and movies used to be the beginning of a new adventure that brought us to Hogwarts and let us swim with mermaids and put us in control of the universe. I miss those gullible minds of ours and the old adventures with our real and imaginary friends.
With nothing to worry about, we had the time to think of a solution to global warming where Casper the friendly ghost would fly up to the sun and help it cool down. Ah the good old days, when we took nap time for granted and snack time was a daily thing that we just went along with. When every one was popular and our problems were as small as what we had packed for lunch and if anybody would trade for a fruit roll up.
Life is to complected and if anyone of us were in our right minds, we would live off the grid and raise our farms with every animal we need to keep our lives healthy and nutritious. We would have nap time every day and our beds would still be islands...
What can i say, we live to dream!
this is great, sam! i never realized what a talented writer you are, and this post, from your gorgeous metaphors that totally illustrate childhood perfectly to your ideas that are so significant and deep, you did such a good job!
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-annie
ps. i can see someone likes chuck!
pps nerd herd's from chuck, right?
I love how you chose to write your post about the tales of beedle the bard, but in a way talked nothing about it. You went in much deeper and you brought this post to a whole other level. Great Job!!!!!!!!!!! :D
ReplyDeleteAhhh this brings back so many old memories :) I feel like all of the great things in our world started as dreams. I mean they had to start somewhere right? Very thought provoking. I loved it!!
ReplyDeleteUsing this as a mentor text :)
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