Archive for August 25th, 2013

What I notice is that every adult or child I give a new set of Crayolas to goes a little funny.  The kids smile, get a glazed look on their faces, pour the crayons out, and just look at them for a while….  The adults always get the most wonderful kind of sheepish smile on their faces — a mixture of delight and nostalgia and silliness.  And they immediately start telling you about all their experiences with Crayolas.  …  Maybe we should develop a Crayola bomb as our next secret weapon.  A happiness weapon.  A beauty bomb.  And every time a crisis developed, we would launch one.  It would explode high in the air – explode softly – and send thousands, millions, of little parachutes into the air.  Floating down to earth – boxes of Crayolas.  And we wouldn’t go cheap, either – not little boxes of eight.  Boxes of sixty-four, with the sharpener built right in.  With silver and gold and copper, magenta and peach and lime, amber and umber and all the rest.  And people would smile and get a little funny look on their faces and cover the world with imagination.
     -–     Robert Fulghum
From his book:  “All I Really Need to Know I Learned in Kindergarten
[I, too, loved my boxes of 64!    —    kmab]
On This Day In:
2012 An Eagle Has Departed
And In My Prayers
2011 Welcome Doubt
2010 Talk, Talk, Talk…
Every Day At Least
Democratic Suicide
Pleasurable Reading
Loose Joy
Do, Er, Write – Whatever
This Glorious Company
Relax With A Good Book
Neither Vice Nor Weakness
That’s Rich!
Man Will Prevail!!!
Frankly Speaking to Arizona
Brother By Another Mother

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