Friday, September 5, 2008

Imagination















21 comments:

Dr. Monkey Von Monkerstein said...

I love this post.

Peggy said...

I love this post, too. It's so great to go with you on your little adventures!

GreenishLady said...

Wonderful, wonderful! And you have evidence to show, too! (And I am fascinated by the idea of mashed potatoes with sandwiches!)

Selma said...

That story came to you like a gift and you relayed it to us - another gift. It just goes to show there is so much beauty out there in the real world!

bobbie said...

Selma has the right idea. These are gifts that you give us.

Your portrayal of the Indian village is fantastic. Thank you once again.

Ginnie said...

Isn't the human race wonderful? And you capture it magnificently, Caroline. Thanks.

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Lana Gramlich said...

Awwwww. That's really cool. :)

coolwaterworks said...

Another wonderful entry Caroline...
Inspiration spring from a little adventure...

And of course, lovely drawings as always! I wish I have hands like yours... :)

Carol said...

Wonderful!

freebird said...

I love it. I remember when "make believe" was soooo real. You portrayed it very, very well.

Now do you know anyone, anyone, who eats mashed potatoes with a sandwich? I think Grandma is in more of a lala land than her grandson!

ellen said...

This is wonderful. As a grandma, I will have to remember and hold on to the joy of letting go...dig, dig, dig, let them create and then offer a sandwich with mashed potatoes.
Oh, Caroline, I love this. What love abounds around us. We only have to open our eyes to it as you do so beautifully.
Thank you, and so many thanks for your kind words.

Mary said...

Do people eat mashed potatoes with sandwiches??? Hmmmm.

Your imagination is wild and I'm loving it.

As you were in bed that night, wondering... Of course you know it was real!

Thanks. Your posts take me away...

Mary

Suzy said...

Have you ever seen the picture book Roxaboxen? This really reminds me of that story. I'll look and see if I have an extra copy of it.

Suzanne said...

This is such a wonderful post.

MojoMan said...

Somebody needs to buy that poor kid a TV and some food from Mickey D's!

There are some pretty cool things going on in your town and I'm glad you're there to chronicle them for us in your inimitable way.

Shopgirl said...

This is just the best ever. It made me think of when I was a kid. We would make little towns in the dirt. We would also dig a hole and fill it with water...I bet if someone looked there now they would find little toy bodys that we threw in the pond.
Love this, Hugs,Mary

Sacred Suzie said...

Kids still have imaginations these days? I didn't know they made those anymore. Just kidding! But kinda not. How wonderful that the grandmother passed on this tradition. I'm so glad that you passed it on with us. And that you proved to that it did happen. That gives me hope.

lila said...

The imagination we had as children is still here somewhere! What a good grandmother!

Suzy said...

I read an article about the quality of play. The author distinguished between immature and mature play. Immature play is taking two dinosaurs and making them fight each other. Or two puppets. Or crashing the hot wheels cars again and again. Mature play is building cities and creating narratives for them. Kids these days (oops, that makes me sound like an old fart) sometimes need guidance to move into mature play. They also need us to turn off the screens and give them time to play. (Incidentally, I am very pleased that in my new crop of kindergartners, most of them seem to really play. And I am pleased that my schedule allows me to build in a good solid hour of free play time every afternoon. Yay!)

elysplanet said...

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