“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
Why ashamed? I think Robert Fulghum, facile as a lot of his philosophy seemed, was incredibly wise. Remembering how they felt when everything was simple and new can do a lot of people good. I’m getting to relive it being a first-time parent at a somewhat advanced age, and it’s way cool and shows me Fulghum’s wisdom all over again.
There’s always the bumper sticker that reads something like, “It will be a great day when our schools and libraries have all the money they need and the Air Force has to hold a bake sale to buy a new bomber.”
