I wrote this quote up on my wall at school. It generated enormous discussion amongst my grade 7s, reminding me that they were all kids that played with crayons once upon a time. I still have my jumbo box of Crayolas downstairs, and I am almost ready to give them over to my daughter for her to enjoy.
“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.”