The Tragedy of the Wooden Boy
- B Savon
- Aug 1
- 1 min read
I feel bad for Pinocchio.
How cool would it have been to be stringless?
No attachments,
No responsibilities,
All of the magic, none of the stress.
He gave it all up
To chase his father’s dream.
To be a ‘real’ boy.
It’s a bit ironic.
What's not ‘real’ about his adventure?
Distant lands
New friends
Making wild choices.
Being devious
Chasing thrills
Running free
What was so wrong with that?
His journey is real --
The fun
The innovation
The failure.
That’s how we learn how to create,
How we learn to fail spectacularly.
So many of us rush to be our parents’ pride,
Dream,
Investment,
Puppets.
We blast past our own spark --
What makes us brilliant,
Creative,
Unique,
Us.
We often forget
It was Pinocchio’s creatively devilish idea
to light the fire
to escape the whale.
