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Subject: Hearts and Humor - Just Imagine - July06, 2006



Hi, everyone.

   For those in the USA, I pray you had a wonderful "July 4TH"
   
holiday.

   For those in Canada, I pray you had a wonderful "Canada Day."

   Tonight is repeat night. This story was written a year ago.

Last year, Ginny and I went to Oklahoma to bring her daughter

and her three grandsons back to Jersey to live with us.

   It's been a tough year. We had a lot of adjusting to do.
   
In a few weeks, those that were a pain, have become part of

my life, and will be leaving for a new future.

   I didn't know they would become such a part of my life.
   
I fought it tooth-and-nail. Now, I am going to miss them.

This story is about about when I first met them and the

thoughts I had at that time.



                     Just Imagine


    When I married Ginny, I gained a new son, daughter and
   
three grandsons. I became an instant grandpa. Over the July 4th

Holiday, I got to meet my new daughter and her three boys for

the first time.


    It took a day for my new grandsons to warm up to me. The
   
first day they stared at me, wondering what they were suppose to

do with this man, who they were told is "grandpa." I waited

patiently. I knew boys like to play. They'd come to me in their

own time.


    On the second day, the oldest two were doing summersaults
   
over my lap. The youngest, Ben, took a little longer, but yesterday

he raced me across the yard thirty times and won every time.


    The weekend brought back memories of my own childhood. We
   
had such imaginations. In our minds: a tree was a tower to spot

approaching enemies; a big rock became mountain; a fallen log

was a space ship, headed to the stars.

    We had toys, but we had to use our minds, not like the new
   
toys I see my grandkids with. Our toys didn't talk. If they did,

you pulled a string to make it work. We had blocks to build,

crayons to create, and trucks and cars to push. They were simple

toys that required imagination.


    I thought about the toys in my garage, the ones my children

outgrew. They are simple and need imagination to work. "Mr. Potato

Head" allowed them to learn parts of the body and giggle at the

funny face with an ear where it's mouth should have been.


    I still have an old plastic phone. It has a dial to turn,

a bell that rings when you push a button, and that's it. It

doesn't talk, squawk, beep or move around the room. It's

simple and was used when they played house, nurse, doctor, and

secretary.


    I have a toy doctor's bag, with all the plastic doctor's

tools. I remember all the broken bones, cuts, bangs, scratches

and aches my daughter repaired, as I lay in her office moaning.


    Most toys today do it all. We don't need imagination. It
   
comes in a box. There are videogames that take us into other

worlds. There are talking toys, with vocabularies better than

most people. They have computerized toys to teach the alphabet.

Kids sit and have imagination brought to them. The teaching toys

are great, but children tire of them. It's like being in school.


    When my son was young and tired of his toys, he would come
   
to me, "Dad, I'm bored."


    "Go find something to do." I'd reply.


    "I don't know what to do."


    "Go outside and find a friend."


    "Naaa! I don't want to do that."


    "Use your imagination."


    "Huh?" What do you mean?" he asked.


    "Well, when I was young......" You know the routine.


    Sports is the same. We're entertained for hours, watching
   
someone else have fun, doing what they are good at. Wouldn't

it be better to be playing yourself? If we don't like the sports

available to watch, we create new ones. It doesn't matter what,

people will pay to see it, because they need to be entertained.

I haven't heard of world championship worm digging, but if someone

offered a large cash price, people would buy tickets to scream at

the contestants.


    I worry. Are we becoming a society that needs outside influence
   
to have fun? I think I'll go climb a tree. Maybe there's pirate

ship on the horizon or someone is attacking my castle.


    Just imagine!


    Michael T. Smith
   
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