Pass the crayons, please...

[Sapphire Blue]

From All I Really Need to Know I Learned in Kindergarten by Robert Fulghum...

Crayolas plus imagination (the ability to create images) – these make for happiness if you are a child. Amazing things, Crayolas. Some petroleum-based wax, some dye, a little binder – not much to them. Until you add the imagination. The Binney Company in Pennsylvania makes about two billion of these oleaginous sticks of pleasure every year and exports them to every country in the United Nations. Crayolas are one of the few things the human race has in common. That green-and-yellow box hasn’t changed since 1937. In fact, the only change has been to rename the “flesh” color “peach.” That’s a sign of progress.

(snip)

When you think about it, for sheer bulk there’s more art done with Crayolas than with anything else. There must be billions of sheets of paper in every country in the world, in billions of boxes and closets and attics and cupboards, covered with billions of pictures in crayon. The imagination of the human race poured out like a river. Ronald Reagan and Mikhail Gorbachev used crayons, I bet. So did Fidel and the emperor of Japan and Rajiv Gandhi and Mrs. Thatcher and Mr. Mubarak and maybe even the ayatollah. And just about everybody else you care to name.

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.

Guess that sounds absurd, doesn’t it? A bit dumb. Crazy and silly and weird. But I was reading in the paper today how much money the Russians and our Congress just set aside for weapons. And I think about what those weapons will do. And I’m not confused about what’s weird and silly and crazy and absurd. And I’m not confused about the lack of, or the need for, imagination in low or high places. Pass the crayons, please.

I'll be back later... I'm headed to the store to buy a few boxes of Crayolas... gonna launch my own Beauty Bomb...

[ChairmanAgnostic]

1. crayolas are OK

but charcoal kicks but. And you can even make it yourself. the infinite shading, the textured look, charcoal.

[ayeshahaqqiqa]

2. Crayola bombs sound wonderful

they are also neat when they melt and run together-you get a three dimension sculpture then.

[rug]

3. They have more green.

:mad:

[Lars39]

4. Reminds me of the time Mr. Rogers went to the crayon factory.

I loved that episode. :)

[Sapphire Blue]

17. Aaaah... Mr. Rogers

:D

[grannylib]

5. "We're coloring in the sky, and painting ladders to heaven..."

Neil Finn...

[Sapphire Blue]

16. That's beautiful!

[grannylib]

21. It's from one of my favorite songs; I play it a lot as it makes me think

of my daughter, who died in a car accident about 8 1/2 years ago. Here's the whole thing:

Pretty soon you'll be able to remember her
Lying in the garden, singing
Right where she'll always be
The door is always open
This is the place that I loved her
And these are the friends that she had
Long may the mountain ring
With the sound of her laughter,
And she goes on, and on

In her soft wind I will whisper
In her warm sun I will glisten
'Til we see her once again
In a world without end

Owe it all to Frank Sinatra
His song was playing as she walked into the room
After the long weekend
They were a lifetime together
Hear it in the eyes of children
And in the clear blue mountain view
We're coloring in the sky
And painting ladders to heaven
And she goes on and on

In her soft wind I will whisper
In her warm sun I will glisten
'Til we see her once again
In a world without end
In her soft wind I will whisper
In her warm sun I will glisten
And I always will remember
In a world without end

[Sapphire Blue]

22. grannylib...

:hug:

[grannylib]

23. Thanks Hon, I needed that...was just at the cemetery yesterday and

thought I was all cried out for a while, but I guess I wasn't...

8 years, 6 months and 20 days...

damn, I miss her.

[bobbolink]

24. A hug for you, grannylib

:hug:

That kind of grief doesn't go away.

signed... One Who Knows....

[grannylib]

26. Thanks, bobbolink...hugs back to you as well!!

[wildeyed]

6. A new box of 64, with the built in sharpener.

Heaven! Even as a grown woman, I occasionally buy myself the big box when I need a lift.

The "crayon bomb" pic would make and excellent avatar. Wish I knew how to cut it down to the correct size.

[Catshrink]

8. Wow! I loved getting a new box of those when I was a kid.

The box of 64 were something special.

[Sapphire Blue]

10. Here's one...

[cynatnite]

12. I love how they were arranged in the box...

I would organize my crayons either by color or alphabetically.

The 64 box totally rocked.

[Sapphire Blue]

14. They come in boxes of 96 now, too!

Didn't get one of those, though.

[lonestarnot]

7. Yes and pick up some jacks and a bouncy ball while you're there!

I bet they now have a color sapphire blue. wonder if they have a bushitler brown? Peace Blue!

[Sapphire Blue]

11. No jacks & bouncy ball, but I got bubbles : )

[TahitiNut]

19. Bubbles are essential. I have a convertible.

I keep bubble fluid and a bubble wand in the glove box for my passengers. :silly: (True.) (Shhhh!)

[bobbolink]

25. I wanna ride in your car! I do, I do!

:bounce: :bounce: :bounce:

~~singing~~ "I'm forever blowing bubbles...."

signed: Bubbles Bobbolink

[TahitiNut]

27. It's fun.

It's surprising to many how much fun it is. The leadfoot goes away. Who needs speed?
(When I play Jimmy Buffett or the Beach Boys on my CD player, it gets even better.)
You wouldn't believe the smiles of other drivers and pedestrians. (Maybe you would.)

:party: :party: :party:

[bobbolink]

28. Fun = beauty + humor!

Yes, I would believe the smiles.

There's still that hippie in me.

:bounce: :hippie: :bounce:

If bubbles work, then it's one way to spread a bit of the peace.

:hi:

[lonestarnot]

20. Wooodamnwhoo! Bubbles! Even better! Love bubbles and

so do the cats. They are bored as it is too hot to go outside. Cheap entertainment. I'm not complaining. I hope I never complain about anything again. Anything but bushitler that is. And that's all for one day for me.

[Canuckistanian]

9. I remember back-to-school shopping

And my mom buying me all those icky clothes. But when we got to the store (not the "aisle") where they had the Crayolas in that familiar and comforting box, I perked up.

It seemed like every year there were bigger boxes and more colors, with exotic names like "burnt orange" or "magenta".

Although I never found a use for the white ones. Black construction paper didn't seem to exist back then.

[Sapphire Blue]

13. The colors they have now!

tickle me pink

robin's egg blue

pacific blue

granny smith apple

ceruleo (I really like this color)

scarlet

wild strawberry

... are just some of them.

[SoCalDem]

15. I was a "crayon" snob.. I preferred Prang

but I had Crayolas too:)

[Sapphire Blue]

18. I'm older than Prang

Just call me Methuselah ;)

My kids preferred Crayolas over Prangs.

[OPERATIONMINDCRIME]

29. One Of The Coolest And Original Editorials I've Seen In Quite Some Time.

I enjoyed that thoroughly. Thanks for posting it.

Really does make ya wanna go out and buy a new box of crayolas though don't it LOL