The Tragedy of the Wooden Boy
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...
