Sunday, January 30, 2011

Almost, Foeign To Me.

I used to love arts and crafts. Whenever I went on a trip in my early childhood I would bring along a stack of multi-colored construction paper and “snip snip”. This simple pastime included taking a pair of child safe scissors and just simply cutting construction paper into multi colored little fragments. This then culminated with me satisfied in the intent of being an artist, my hand hurting from the constant snipping of the scissors and mess of little pieces of multi-colored paper. It was my little magic dust, able to change something ordinary to something great.

I used to love movies. My utter fascination in movies also mainly took place during my early child which I believe is a psychological stage for most children. There is something with the effect of creating an idea that first, moments can be documented and later viewed at your leisure. Second it instills the concept of a world outside of where you currently are, I often find that children understandably are lacking the idea that there is something much greater then them, all around them. Third and finally, I believe that movies have the capabilities of creating hope and inspiration in children through the magic of a enrapturing story. My mom’s friend Carol recently told me that I was completely an utterly mesmerized by Judy Garland’s great call to fame in Metro-Goldwyn-Mayer’s “The Wizard of Oz”. I liked it so much that I went through two VHS at that age. It makes me proud to say that through growing up in the mid 1990’s, I was not completely cheated out of enjoying media in a way that made it more heartfelt and an art, then just another social media outlet. I believe that the qualities many movies possessed pre-twenty first generation are still a lasting impact on my early childhood and now overall being.

I used to love soccer. My time spent living up in the cities was a great time for personal exploration due to my unbinding location with no family really near by and adventurous being due to age. I believe that really regardless of what type of person a kid will end up becoming and doing in the world later in life, if you ask them what is there favorite part of school; they will respond recess, besides lunch. This I believe, is in fact due to every kids innate curiosity in the world and want to answer all the questions that comes to there minds. Recess is basic set time for them to be able to be whoever they want; pirate, fish, firefighter, regardless it does not matter because it is about them being able to have fun, interact with other kids, and figure out their own base of morals and code of interaction. Playing soccer seriously and being the main attribute of my life currently is something very far from who I am and that it is because somewhere along the way I forgot and lost my want to adventure the playground, dominate the field, score all those goals and become who I currently am.

I used to love reading. During my elementary level of schooling I whizzed right through math, art, music, gym, but when it came to reading it had seemed that I had hit a roadblock that was somewhat unreachable for a second grader in Eagan, MN. As much as I tried a sentence saying “Peter walked his orange cat”, was literally something foreign to me. As much as tried my mind was unable to wrap itself around that simple sentence and our language as a whole. This was frustrating to a kid in a class of people he once viewed as equals, but now felt inferior. I then began attending a special session to help me better grasp reading, every week. There we would play games, that would have us utilize our cognitive knowledge and apply them to actions, then to words and then branch off to more complex terms or ideas from there. Needless to say after much work, I finally was able to read. Let me tell you, I loved it. I believe that the minute a child is able to read, they suddenly are tapping into there innate want to learn and really become students in there education system. After that point reading was always a big part of my life for really as long as I can remember. From my mom reading books to fall asleep, to me really thinking that Junie B. Jones may some day transfer to my school or something, and becoming obsessed with Harry Potter and the baggage that comes with liking the series. It is only till a few years ago that reading really fell from my to do list. Reading and books in general ignite the brains depictive state and create imagery that I now apply to many other aspects in my life.

I am always amazed that when you step back and look at the present, the past seems to be almost foreign.

Song of the day: Blankets in the Grass by Balance Problems
"I am aways doing things I can't do, that's how I get to do them.” - Picasso

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