My kids don't need your pity, but thanks, anyways. They were very happy children and are happy and productive adults. You can define imagination any way you'd like, but I think imagination looks something like this: "Hey, kids! Let's pretend that you're the cops and those guys are the robbers!" Or "Let's play house! We'll make believe you're the mom and I'm your little girl." Everyone is in on it and knows it's not real. That's imagination.
I recently had one of my kids tell me that because we never did the Santa Claus thing, he always knew we never lied to him. That was nice to hear.
I realize that most people enjoy the Santa tradition and most people aren't scarred by it. Although, I do know a few people who were ticked off when they found out the truth when they were kids. It's just too bad that people can't be more accepting of people who do things differently than other people. I never gave my friends who did it a hard time and most of them let us do our thing without comment.
Well, that may be your idea of the imagination, but it is an impoverished one, and again, to confuse the myths and poetry of life with the idea of lying is a form of philistinism beyond the usual depressing anti-intellectual art-phobic cant one encounters on FR.
Even if each of your children has become a millionaire, I still pity them and anyone else who was raised in a childhood without belief in magic, the mother of the creative imagination.
Well, that may be your idea of the imagination, but it is an impoverished one, and again, to confuse the myths and poetry of life with the id
ea of lying is a form of philistinism beyond the usual depressing anti-intellectual art-phobic cant one encounters on FR.
Even if each of your children has become a millionaire, I still pity them and anyone else who was raised in a childhood without belief in magic, the mother of the creative imagination.