I am always amazed at the ability of children to be open minded. They grasp principle with ease and see beyond concrete form. I think tunnel vision comes later, after repeated assaults on the dreamer's hope. When a frightened world crimps a daring heart, and presses with a safer mold. Imagination withers and fades without notice, no less mourning.
Remember Dads, when you dared to believe you could carve the fastest car known to man, out of a simple block of wood, or shoot a rocket farther than anyone before you could? We would sit in cardboard boxes and believe we were Pirates on the open seas, lay on the sidewalk with makeshift boats and float them in the gutter thinking we were sailing with Columbus and finding new lands. We dreamed! We dared to break out of the natural confines life forced on us. We were heroes, rescuers, knights of the round table. Arthur looked down his table to see his brave friends and said this won't do! I want to look at all of you, speak to all of you, and he dared to create, to go beyond what was standard, and changed the eating habits of people ever since. Im sure he heard discouragement, I mean, who ever heard of a ROUND table?
I want to encourage children again, to pick up a toilet brush, or squeegee and totter a bucket on their heads and explore new worlds. (Swiss Cheese Adventures - vol.1)
I want them to create, imagine, do great exploits, and not be content with zombies, vampires, and the highest death count on their solitary game. I want to remind childhood how much fun it used to be. Don't You?