I am reading “The Little Prince” by Antoine de Saint-Exupery.
I try to read this book at least once a year, maybe twice or even more depending on how much I need it. I know it almost by heart, but every time I get something else from it. The one thing I am always struck with is:
“It is only with ones heart that one can see clearly. What is essential is invisible to the eye”
I get so tangled up in everyday life that I somehow forget this. That is why I keep reminding myself by reading this book over and over again.
I wonder what would have happened if the little prince landed up in Johannesburg instead of the Sahara desert?
Who would he meet? Street children sniffing glue? What would he think if he landed on one of our cities landfills? I am always fascinated by the planets he visits. It makes me think a lot about our planet earth and the state she is in. It makes me think about the type of planet I would like to visit. Definitely a planet inhabited by children.
A playground can be a planet.
A planet can be a playground.
A friend recently send me a link to some interesting playgrounds…………………
Her facebook conversations made me think about the notion of playgrounds vs. graveyards. After a while I started seeing the link with what I am currently doing at the KKNK with the Lobotoy-me project: “onthoorn my nie”. I will tell you more at some other stage.
Back to children and playing.
I paged through the Art Times a while back and saw a ‘notice’ of an exhibition by Roger Ballen. (He is currently my favourite photographer- find below 3 of my favourite images):
This show called “playpen’ is curated by Christina Naurattel. I really would have loved to go and see it- only if it was a bit closer to home.
“The playpen will relate to the concept of heterotopia as a physical representation of an’ in-between’ or so called ‘other’ space. The playpen as heterotopias is presented as confined space of deterioration and neglect that deconstructs the utopian ideal of a traditional playpen as symbolic safe space of security and peace of mind.”
“only children knows what they are looking for”, said the little prince. “They dote on a rag doll and it becomes very important to them, and if it is taken away from them they cry…”“They are lucky” said the signalman.
–P86 the little prince-
My mother in law used to be a pre-primary teacher and she says that children don’t know how to play when they are little unless parents show them. Is that why so many children don’t play anymore, because grown-ups have forgotten how to play?
When was the last time you played?
I leave you with this quote from “The Little Prince”:
“He needs cheering up. If all these reasons are not enough, I will dedicate this book (read blog) to the little boy (or girl) from who this grown-up grew. All grown-ups were children once- although few of them remember it”