“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.”
In today's world, filled with constant conflicts, stress, and crises, the idea of a "happiness weapon" like a Crayola bomb may seem far-fetched but the sentiment behind it holds significance. Robert Fulghum's vision of spreading joy and creativity through colorful crayons can still be a powerful reminder of the importance of spreading positivity and imagination in times of darkness.
In this quote by Robert Fulghum, the idea of using a "Crayola bomb" as a weapon is presented as a whimsical and imaginative way to bring happiness and beauty into moments of crisis. The imagery of colorful crayons floating down from the sky and covering the world with imagination paints a picture of childlike wonder and positivity in the face of adversity. By suggesting this unique approach to conflict resolution, Fulghum emphasizes the power of creativity and joy in overcoming challenges.
In his thought-provoking book, author Robert Fulghum suggests the idea of a Crayola bomb as a unique solution to global crises: "Maybe we should develop a Crayola bomb as our next secret weapon..."
This quote by Robert Fulghum encourages us to consider the power of creativity and imagination in bringing joy and beauty to the world. Reflect on the following questions to explore the deeper meanings behind the idea of a "Crayola bomb":
“What I notice is that every adult or child I give a new set of Crayolas to goes a little funny. The kids smile, get a glazed look on their faces, pour the crayons out, and just look at them for a while....The adults always get the most wonderful kind of sheepish smile on their faces--a mixture of delight and nostalgia and silliness. And they immediately start telling you about all their experiences with Crayolas.”
“I realized that when we finally reached Miyako, I would be stepping into a new life and would have to stop thinking about Ming-gwok. I imagined a small lacquered box inlaid with silver and gold in a pattern of curling waves, inset with silver cranes. Into this imaginary box I placed all my memories of Ming-gwok and secretly tucked it away in my heart.”
“We often think of peace as the absence of war, that if powerful countries would reduce their weapon arsenals, we could have peace. But if we look deeply into the weapons, we see our own minds- our own prejudices, fears and ignorance. Even if we transport all the bombs to the moon, the roots of war and the roots of bombs are still there, in our hearts and minds, and sooner or later we will make new bombs. To work for peace is to uproot war from ourselves and from the hearts of men and women. To prepare for war, to give millions of men and women the opportunity to practice killing day and night in their hearts, is to plant millions of seeds of violence, anger, frustration, and fear that will be passed on for generations to come. ”
“I suppose it had something to do with it being a secret, just how much it had meant to me. Maybe all of us at Hailsham had little secrets like that--little private nooks created out of thin air where we could go off alone with our fears and longings. But the very fact that we had such needs would have felt wrong to us at the time--like somehow we were letting the side down.”
“That night I kept thinking about Pandora's box. I wondered why someone would put a good thing as Hope in a box with sickness and kidnapping and murder. It was fortunate that it was there, though. If not, people would have the birds of sadness nesting in their hair all the time, because of nuclear war and the greenhouse effect and bombs and stabbings and lunatics.There must have been another box with all the good things in it, like sunshine and love and trees and all that. Who had the good fortune to open that one, and was there one bad thing down there in the bottom of the good box? Maybe it was Worry. Even when everything seems fine and good, I worry that something will go wrong and change everything.”