toys in the attic
Sep. 6th, 2002 12:26 pm"When I was a child I caught a fleeting glimpse, out of the corner of my eye. I turned to look but it was gone. I cannot put my finger on it now. The child is grown. The dream is gone"--Roger Waters
I remember the Christmas when I got my first telescope. I must have been 10 or so. It was a Sears refractor, with a moon filter and a sun filter (no wonder my perception is so rosy-colored) and a barlow lens. We opened presents on Christmas Eve. My father set up that telescope in our back yard that night, pointed at the moon. In my life since, I have never lived so close to outer space as the first time I saw that moon through that cheap telescope. In later years, I got a JC Penney plastic 200x reflector, which was even easier to use, and through which I viewed the M42 nebula in Orion, the Pleaides, Venus, Jupiter, Saturn and all the visible mares of the moon. I loved that feeling on a chilly late fall night of standing in our large side yard, scope pointed upward, catching fleeting glimpses of the visual prey, until I again bumped the scope out of position.
When I was 25, I flew cheap Wal Mart kites at a junior high a few miles from my house. As this locale was naturally extremely kite friendly, the kite rose as if by magic. At that time, I felt weighted by a world of work, lost and so alone. But my kites always flew.
Today I mailed three packages off to people to whom I have owed packages for weeks. As I drove away from the post office, I felt that a little grist of guilt had been plucked from me. I had not even known I felt very guilty, until the
little pearl was lifted, all too well polished.
I'd like to work on a little less grist and pull out a few more toys over the next few weeks.
What childhood toys would you like to play with once again?
I remember the Christmas when I got my first telescope. I must have been 10 or so. It was a Sears refractor, with a moon filter and a sun filter (no wonder my perception is so rosy-colored) and a barlow lens. We opened presents on Christmas Eve. My father set up that telescope in our back yard that night, pointed at the moon. In my life since, I have never lived so close to outer space as the first time I saw that moon through that cheap telescope. In later years, I got a JC Penney plastic 200x reflector, which was even easier to use, and through which I viewed the M42 nebula in Orion, the Pleaides, Venus, Jupiter, Saturn and all the visible mares of the moon. I loved that feeling on a chilly late fall night of standing in our large side yard, scope pointed upward, catching fleeting glimpses of the visual prey, until I again bumped the scope out of position.
When I was 25, I flew cheap Wal Mart kites at a junior high a few miles from my house. As this locale was naturally extremely kite friendly, the kite rose as if by magic. At that time, I felt weighted by a world of work, lost and so alone. But my kites always flew.
Today I mailed three packages off to people to whom I have owed packages for weeks. As I drove away from the post office, I felt that a little grist of guilt had been plucked from me. I had not even known I felt very guilty, until the
little pearl was lifted, all too well polished.
I'd like to work on a little less grist and pull out a few more toys over the next few weeks.
What childhood toys would you like to play with once again?
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Date: 2002-09-06 11:02 am (UTC)Those are two of my favorite things.
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Date: 2002-09-06 12:11 pm (UTC)no subject
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Date: 2002-09-06 12:12 pm (UTC)One in a nice wooden case is a few tens of dollars.
I got an even cheaper one for 10 or so recently.
It's so cool. In my closet, I have an unopened goodwill purchase which is a micro which projects on a little tv screen. I keep meaning to get some protozoa cultured, and fire it up!
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Date: 2002-09-06 12:45 pm (UTC)It's anything BUT evil.
I just posted a dream book to you. If only I'd known, I could have posted a cheap micro to you as well :)
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Date: 2002-09-06 11:25 am (UTC)Your posts make me happy. :)
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Date: 2002-09-06 12:13 pm (UTC)Glad you like the post :)
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Date: 2002-09-06 12:25 pm (UTC)no subject
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Date: 2002-09-06 03:13 pm (UTC)What unbridled fun, and add another person on their Hippity-Hop and the fun increases exponentially.
I bought an old one with a Donald Duck head on eBay, but I'll have to wait until Bella's older to give it to her. I wonder if I can get a big one for me??
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Date: 2002-09-06 02:46 pm (UTC)The erector set maybe. Or the lincoln logs. Tinker toys. Spirograph.
Dad would often play with me and built wonderful things. Sometimes he would build toys that defy description - someday perhaps I'll try and describe some.
It was a kid's wonderland.
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