Not every kid wants to see the Easter Bunny
or even Santa, but it's one of the initiation
rituals that our culture deems highly valuable
for children. Every year, thousands of
children are traumatized in this rite of
passage when we tell them to believe that
these characters are real. Later, we'll fill
them in that these terrifying setups were
especially designed to promote creativity
and bolster the development of their
imagination. Only later when they reach full
maturity will they be able to appreciate the
time and effort we put into the whole
elaborate hoax. It's okay, really...if it gets too
bizarre for them, their minds will blank out
the entire event. Children are amazingly
resilient that way. When Linda Jo was around
3 years old, she saw a man at the Mt. Shasta
Mall who was dressed like a giant hot dog...
it scared the living daylights out of her. She literally climbed up the front of me and
was halfway over my shoulder before I realized what was happening. Hollering and
kicking her legs, she yelled,
"Go away, Hot Dog man!" I don't know why on earth
he was dressed like a hot dog...that is most likely a story all its own.
The little girl in the picture is a family friend. She is also scared of Bobo,
my mom's little Jack Russell Terrier. Bobo senses this and is the only one who
can keep her seated at the dinner table. Bobo is an amazing disciplinarian and
obviously has some strong ideas about what is appropriate behavior for little girls.
Because Bobo merely chases, barks, and growls, I asked this girl what might happen
if she
didn't run away from him. "Bobo will eat me." she said solemnly.
Pondering the subject of rabbits
and childhood development...
I was recently reading the story of
Peter Rabbit with Daisy as part of her
nightly reading for school. I was taken
aback to learn the fate of Peter's father.
There it was, written in a second grade
reading textbook...he had an accident at
Mr. McGregor's and Mrs. McGregor put
him into a pie. "That is
so sad!"
I interrupted. "What?" Daisy asked.
"The McGregors
ate Peter's dad in a
pie!
" I answered. Daisy continued
reading. I interrupted again,
"Daisy, don't you think it's sad?"
"No. I want to keep reading."
I thought that the line was a bit too
graphic for a children's book but Daisy
was done discussing it. Then I began to
reason it out. Father Rabbit was where
he didn't belong and maybe he got what
he deserved, but then I wondered,

Ought we to be teaching our children the
concept of natural consequences?
They may never need them. Looking to the future, our country seems to be headed
toward being a socialist state. If you mess up, the government will bail you out...if
you're lazy, you'll still get the same as everyone else. This story should be rewritten.
We need the story of
"Socialist Peter Rabbit"
In this new version, Farmer McGregor will need to give the rabbits their fair share.
The rabbits can hold signs,
"Open that garden gate!" Mrs. Rabbit can add
to her brood doing what rabbits do best and old McGregor will foot the bill,
working like die-hard capitalists do best.
Socialist Peter Rabbit...
now
that's a rabbit that should cause any thinking person to be alarmed.


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