Murray's Moments

Here are a couple of cherished Murray moments from the past week:

FIRST STORY:

Remember the tiny jump drives that we got? One of the advantages of these was that they'd fit in a wallet. I carry mine in my wallet. Murray carries his on... our desk at home. How convenient! Anyway, when we were out for dinner earlier this week during one of our not-Disneyland adventures, Murray and I decided to head to Urban Outfitters. Murray said that he'd like to find a wallet like mine, which is really a card case. But you know. For men. And then that way he could carry his jump drive with him. So I told him that I really like my wallet, but part of the problem is that the springs aren't very tight, and so I am careful every time I open my wallet. Also, my jump drive isn't secured to anything. So I really really have to remember to be very careful every time I open my wallet, and if he could do the same, then he should get a masculine version of this wallet. But he shouldn't get one if always having to be careful would be annoying to him.

Then, giving him my wallet, I said, "Here. Give it a test drive. Open up the wallet and see if you'd find it annoying." He opened my wallet and my jump drive immediately fell into his drink.

I think that I can safely say that Murray failed his test drive miserably.

(Fortunately, one of the features of these jump drives that really appealed to Murray is that they can go through the washing machine and come out unscathed. You'll be glad to know that I've used my jump drive since that night, and it works just fine.)


SECOND STORY:

A while ago, I was telling Murray that earlier in the year, when we taught the class that was one year older than the sunbeams, I was impressed that they all colored within the lines. Our sunbeams didn't. But now, it's the end of the year, and our sunbeams still don't color in the lines, so when does a child magically learn to color in the lines?

Murray then gave me a lecture about how coloring in the lines isn't necessarily better, but people just think it's better. And they tell kids that what they're doing is wrong. But kids should be allowed to express themselves without limitations and they should never be told that coloring outside of the lines is wrong. It stifles creativity.

So the other day we were at Murray's friend Peter's house. Murray and Peter grew up together. Peter has an adorable 3-year-old daughter. While we were there, she brought out some of Peter's old Star Wars toys---the very same Star Wars toys that Murray and Peter played with as children. And this is the conversation that I witnessed:

C: This is the bad witch. [Holding out The Emperor.]
M: That's a man. That's the Emperor. It's not a woman.
C: No, it's a girl! It's a bad witch!
M: But it's the Emperor, and the Emperor isn't a woman. He's a man!
C: But I'm pretending that she's a witch!
M: Okay. You can pretend. But seriously, just so that you know, it's not really a woman. It's a man. It's the Emperor.

And then I gently reminded Murray that we are not to stifle children's creativity by telling them to color in the lines or by telling them that the Emperor isn't a woman.

6 comments:

jeri said...

Lisa magically went from random scribbling to coloring in the lines AND drawing recognizable human forms within a few-week period. Recognizable meaning that "dad" is a stick figure with a giant goatee. Sometimes kids develop like that. Click.

jeri said...

And I'm glad your jump drive survived. Bart sent Joe's cell phone for a swim in a Dr. Pepper and it did not do so well.

Jonathon said...

Maybe they should've learned to color inside the lines while they were in your class, and you failed them. Now they've advancing to the next year of classes woefully unprepared. Something to consider.

C. said...

I would just like to say that some children really are born so anal (oh, i mean organizationally inclined) so as to want to color in the lines even at a very, very young age. I might have been one of them.

Sarah said...

The coloring within the lines thing is interesting. Dan, also an artist, refuses to buy our children coloring books. He says he grew up drawing on blank paper and it fed his creativity. On the other hand, my personality thrives on coloring within the lines. I love it! So, I guess we'll have to find a happy medium. Who knew it would be such a topic of discussion in our marriage? Ha!

Natalie said...

I love the Star Wars figure story. That is hilarious!