When i was a child, i was the scissors, the paste, the glue, and the papers.
We were instructed to (each one of us) cut out a small paper kite and attach it to a big pegboard on the schoolroom wall. The teacher stated that whoever learned their multiplication tables to a certain level would be allowed to raise their kite higher to a corresponding level. I cut my kite into a grotesque shape. Our teacher asked me why (while i was good at art) i made my kite so distorted and “out of shape.” I told her that i did not want to have a nice kite that would appear to soar higher than the kites of all of my friends. I refused to learn the multiplication tables. I remember, at that young age, thinking that my teacher was very crude and unrefined for asking us to compete in such a way against each other. After a couple of weeks, the teacher allowed me to learn the multiplication tables without having to place my kite on the bulletin board. Years later, as a young adult, i visited (and worked for 6 wonderful months) in Perth, Ontario, at a magical place called “Family Pastimes.” They, at Family Pastimes, are caring vegetarians who make and sell cooperative (non-competitive) games. Play together, not against each other. When i was a child, i was the ringing of the school bell, the giggling of boys and girls, and the accordion-like, crushed paper coverings for plastic straws.
Beautiful anecdote! Play together, not against each other – how beautifully put! 🙂
Thank you, Aishwarya… but that is not from this entity! It is the statement that the wonderful people at Family Pastimes put on their games and brochures. 🙂
Ah I see.. I missed out on that tiny detail…but I loved the post all the same 🙂
Aishwarya, you didn’t miss out on anything. I had not mentioned that that sentence was what the people at Family Pastimes came up with. (I probably should have, but one was trying to keep things concise.) 🙂
Really enjoyed this read! Such a way you have with words and amazing message too, in such a simple way of telling that makes it all the more compelling 😊
Good to hear, Zurk! So glad that you enjoyed it and got something out of it! 🙂
Much appreciated, Sylvia! … and the best part is that it is true! 🙂
Amazing that at such a young age you could stand up for what was right.
Lovely photo and effect in the second 🙂
Thank you much, Sci! 🙂 I’m still at it! (And thanks about the pics; i should have put a butterfly in this one… but nobody’s perfect! At least there are 64 stigmas there… or 107.)
You’re welcome 🙂
I counted 107, but who’s competing!
Ha! That’s excellent! 🙂
Amazing capture, and beautiful colors! 🙂 🙂
Much appreciated, Marcela! 🙂
Your words remind me of a Harry Chapin song from the 70’s, “Flowers are Red,” about a boy chosing his own course for a simple coloring assignment – to the chagrin of his teacher. M 🙂
I’m not familiar with that one, MV, but it sounds interesting! (Regimentation in the classroom often shells out second-hand puppets… and is that what we really want?) 🙂
These colors look amazing!!!
Thank you, Laura… and it was right in our backyard! 🙂
I don’t know what it was that twigged my memory but I worked for a store in Edmonton a few years ago and we sold the “Family Pastimes” board games . They were popular.
That is awesome, Janes! 🙂
That’s a real pity when a child does not find understanding for it’s own needs, Thomas. It is very generous to go without competition when you know that you’re capable to be very good. That’s why we sent our son to a Waldorf school which is also without competion and prefers social abilities. We never regretted it. Have a nice weekend, regards Mitza
That is wonderful, Mitza, that you sent your son to a better (non-competitive) school! Most parents aren’t that aware or serious. 🙂