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Since my graduation from university last year, I've noticed a distinct lack of creativity in myself. I used to go out and do insane things all the time (going sledding down the hill in front of the Religion department on cafeteria trays comes to mind), but now my weekend options seem to be: see a movie, go to a club, go to karaoke. Pretty sad, since I live in the largest (and arguably coolest) city in the world.
So it was with great appreciation today that I spent time with some much younger friends (read: ages 2-4) and watched them play. It was a powerful reminder of the joy you can get from life if you just remember to be a little creative.
The kids (Saya, girl, age 4, and Kota, boy, age 2) had found some old toys in a closet, and were determinedly playing with them in spite of the fact that some of them were broken or missing pieces.
Kota in particular was deriving quite a bit of enjoyment out of a car and road set that was missing half the bridges-- he would jump the cars over the bridge gaps and alternately yell "Yatta!" (I did it!) in Japanese or "Yay!" in English.
But it was Saya who really amused me. She'd found a set of Star Wars toys: a Ken-doll-sized Obi-wan Kenobi (Sir Alec Guiness, not Ewan MacGregor), and action figures of Darth Vader and the Emperor. At first, Obi-wan was cradling the Emperor as if he was an infant, but later they kissed. Thinking that Saya thought the Emperor was female due to the robes, I asked her, "Is that toy a boy or a girl?"
She rolled her eyes. "It's a boy." Then she indicated Obi-wan. "And this is an old man." Finally, she held up Darth Vader. "This is the girl." She gave me a pointed look that said I was clearly an idgit for not knowing all of this already.
Maybe this little story isn't particularly amusing to anyone who wasn't there. But in any case, creativity rules; I think I can learn a lot from these kids. The quality of the toys doesn't really matter (and neither, apparently, does the epic backstory George Lucas wrote for them). It's the effort you put into enjoying them, and a little creativity can go a long way. It's more than time, I think, to put some imagination back into my own life.
This post was edited by r_pendragon on Jul 14, 2004.
I reckon life would be a lot easier if i was a little kiddling...
But now that i'm inbetween a little kiddling, and an adult kiddling, life is more difficult and confusing than ever! But i still have my creativity ;)
and too afraid, you're too afraid to fall for anything. and too afraid, much too afraid to sing.
I know what you mean i feel i may have lost some of my creativity myself. When i was little i could spend days on end in my rooming playing with my lego. Seriously the adventures i had were amazing but i could never imagine such things these days.
I used to see the same thing in my little brother, who is 9 years old. That was before he got a playstation. Now all his creative thinking is done for him. Im worried about how this may effect him later in life to not have experienced a time where he had to use his imagination to have fun. Im sure this is a problem many families are experiencing. TV's and playstations have taken away a childs need for creativity. What could this mean for the future?
Yeah. I know what you mean. When I was a kid, my favorite game was 'Let's Imagine'. I'd drag all the neighboorhood kids into the game with me. We played all sorts of things. I recreated battles out of movies or bedtime stories using trashcan lids and sticks--or whatever came to hand. Of course, there were kids in the neighboorhood in those days, and no one on the block had fenced their yards. Everyone knew everyone because they went to school events, and the parents got together now and again to make sure we weren't doing anything dangerous and/or illegal. I don't know. Sometimes I wonder what it must have been like for my parents growing up in a small community when things were like that only more so. No one _had_ any good toys so all the games involved making things up. Or... You know... Trying to get your younger siblings _killed_. Whichever. ^_^
"She's at that awkward age. Too old for romantic misadventures, too young for mystic kung fu powers.
Jul 15, 2004 02:49 # 24477
spend days on end in my rooming playing with my lego
Lego rocks so much! I built the best towns, spaceships, people, etc... Lego is right between my twin brother and Star Trek on the list of the top three things that contributed the most to developing my current creative abilities.
I think you are quite right simon. Having an opportunity to be creative and use your imagination through childhood can bring great rewards later in life.
"History is more or less bunk." - Henry Ford
Oh man I loved Lego’s. I built everything from airplanes, boats, cars, to buildings.
However, my main outlet or hobby was model cars. I thoroughly enjoyed painting all the pieces; the interior, exterior, and the engine. I can still recall the pure utter enjoyment of my finished product. I haven't built a model car in like at least ten years. Recently, I thought about purchasing a car kit and putting it together. Since my eye for detail also matured, I bet the model I build now would be off the freakin' hook!
I wonder, did any of you guys play with Logs? I am pretty sure that is what they were called. Logs were little pieces of wood, and you built homes. They had roof slates and different size wood pieces. You could really build a neat model house.
I think you are quite right Simon. Having an opportunity to be creative and use your imagination through childhood can bring great rewards later in life.
I agree. Having those kinds of hobbies really molded my problem solving skills. My creativity, patience, and eye for detail also blossomed as a direct result of my model car and Logs building days.
As history shows us, it has always been Aces over Kings
This post was edited by havananights on Jul 15, 2004.
Creativity is a marvelous thing indeed. I came to appreciate it even more while trying to clean up my room last night/this morning. I found that when trying to add books to a marvelously over-crowded bookshelf that you find yourself partaking into the makeings of abstract art; colored by ook bindings and flowing by title text to little tiny gaps between paper backs. All in all a very invigorating task.
--Jami Yeah, that's gonna sting in the morning.