My daughter loves one of Dr. Seuss’s books, “Oh, the thinks you can think.” As most Dr. Seuss books are, this one is full of silly rhymes and random items thrown together, but it is also a parent’s nightmare because of how all over the place it is. It jumps from simple questions to complex, compound sentences with a rhyme scheme that doesn’t exactly match the previous page. It’s hard to find a rhythm. Certainly, not one of my favorite Seussian books, but she enjoys it.
It does makes me think (see what I did there?) of how in the world that man could come up with such crazy, yet coherent books that even children love. I then let that thought train spiral into what and how my brain thinks, how my thoughts are formed, and how I see the world. Do I see it in a mix array of things that are all thrown together and forced into insane yet manageable cohesiveness like Dr. Seuss?
Nahh. I’m more of a logical mind in the sense that everything has its place, but I will admit there are times where my brain processes and clumps thoughts together so effortlessly that even I sometimes feel lost on how the train got to that station.
Our minds are such curious things, and I think I’ve just learned to appreciate the genius in Dr. Seuss’s book. It’s like a challenge to not only the child reading the book, but to the adult. I think even Disney once said that “Even adults were children once.” Maybe they are both on to something. As we become adults, we may need a reminder to think more like children, with an open mind to all the thinks we can think.
Now I’m thinking of planning a trip to Disney. Where’d that train come from?