Did you know that yesterday was the birthday of Dr. Seuss? You didn't? Well, that's probably because Wikipedia says that his birthday was March 2nd. But if you go to school with The Dormouse, yesterday was THE day.
I often think that it'd be loads of fun to teach pre-schoolers. Whatever you tell them they believe. Did you know that radishes grow on the moon? Yep. That's where they all come from. We send specially trained warthogs up in the space shuttle and they root around in the craters until they smell the telltale odor of burning hair, that's when they know that that radishes are near and they bring them back in a purple backpack. Uh huh. That's the way it is.
But I digress.
When I picked up The Large One on Tuesday, her teacher took me aside and asked if I'd like to come to the classroom on Wednesday and read a Dr. Seuss book to them for their Dr. Seuss Birthday Celebration. I said "sure", because, you know, I'm involved like that - or at least I like people to think so. So I left work a little early yesterday and carted my Big Book O' Seuss off to the preschool.
Considering what to read, I figured that they'd already done The Cat in the Hat a hundred times, and when I entered the room on Tuesday, The Dormouse was reading Green Eggs and Ham to the other kids, so I knew that was old hat. (ha ha, Cat... Hat... funny right? Ahem.) So I decided to go back into the recesses of my childhood and selected one of the lesser used stories: Yertle the Turtle.
I hadn't read Yertle in years and I didn't even remember what the story was about, so I went over it just before I got in the car, you know, so I could perform up to expectations. You don't want four year olds pointing at you and laughing at your reading skills, you know. The cool thing about the collection I have is it's an anniversary edition so before each book, there's a little prologue with back story, telling how he wrote it or what was going on with him at that point in his life. Needing to do my research, I read that too. I come prepared, dammit. Here's something I didn't count on having remembered from my childhood:
How many other people knew this because I? I. Did. Not.
Reading the story today, it's oh so obvious.
I must say, I feel totally swindled. Here I thought I was getting a fun story about silly turtles who managed to do circus tricks without the aid of a trainer and it turns out that along I was getting taught a lesson! Are you kidding? Next you'll be telling me that The Butter Battle Book is a statement about the nuclear arms race. Or that The Lorax is supposed to be have some sort of ecologically sound message Al Gore would salivate over.
Oh wait.
Never mind.
I often think that it'd be loads of fun to teach pre-schoolers. Whatever you tell them they believe. Did you know that radishes grow on the moon? Yep. That's where they all come from. We send specially trained warthogs up in the space shuttle and they root around in the craters until they smell the telltale odor of burning hair, that's when they know that that radishes are near and they bring them back in a purple backpack. Uh huh. That's the way it is.
But I digress.
When I picked up The Large One on Tuesday, her teacher took me aside and asked if I'd like to come to the classroom on Wednesday and read a Dr. Seuss book to them for their Dr. Seuss Birthday Celebration. I said "sure", because, you know, I'm involved like that - or at least I like people to think so. So I left work a little early yesterday and carted my Big Book O' Seuss off to the preschool.
Considering what to read, I figured that they'd already done The Cat in the Hat a hundred times, and when I entered the room on Tuesday, The Dormouse was reading Green Eggs and Ham to the other kids, so I knew that was old hat. (ha ha, Cat... Hat... funny right? Ahem.) So I decided to go back into the recesses of my childhood and selected one of the lesser used stories: Yertle the Turtle.
I hadn't read Yertle in years and I didn't even remember what the story was about, so I went over it just before I got in the car, you know, so I could perform up to expectations. You don't want four year olds pointing at you and laughing at your reading skills, you know. The cool thing about the collection I have is it's an anniversary edition so before each book, there's a little prologue with back story, telling how he wrote it or what was going on with him at that point in his life. Needing to do my research, I read that too. I come prepared, dammit. Here's something I didn't count on having remembered from my childhood:
Few readers - young or old - realize that Yertle is Adolf Hitler...
...But Yertle is Hitler. Here's what Dr. Seuss said in a 1987 interview: "Yertle was Hitler or Mussolini. Originally, Yertle had a mustache, but I took it off. I thought it was gilding the lily a bit."
How many other people knew this because I? I. Did. Not.
Reading the story today, it's oh so obvious.
And the turtles, of course... all the turtles are free
As turtles and, maybe, all creatures should be.
I must say, I feel totally swindled. Here I thought I was getting a fun story about silly turtles who managed to do circus tricks without the aid of a trainer and it turns out that along I was getting taught a lesson! Are you kidding? Next you'll be telling me that The Butter Battle Book is a statement about the nuclear arms race. Or that The Lorax is supposed to be have some sort of ecologically sound message Al Gore would salivate over.
Oh wait.
Never mind.
Many happy returns, Dr. Seuss!
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March 6, 2008 at 6:21 PM
I didn't know radishes could grow in cheese!
March 6, 2008 at 8:14 PM
Yertle the Turtle is about HITLER?!?!! Well, heck. I didn't know that. Sheesh. I wonder if I want to know what green eggs actually symbolize.
And speaking of green eggs, those look, well, um, hideous. Bleh. Did they actually get eaten? And how much green dye did you use? And why isn't the ham green? I thought it was green eggs and green ham, but I guess I just assumed because the eggs were green so was the ham... And I'm thinking about this too much, aren't I?
Going away now...
March 6, 2008 at 10:30 PM
I'm going to have to re-read Yertle the Turtle. Love the eggs. The lunch room at the kids school did green eggs and ham. Not many kids were willing to eat it.
March 7, 2008 at 2:48 AM
@ Mari: Yes, it's true. Just ask your mother, she'll tell you when she's finished photographing other kids' presents to tell you you got for your birthday when you're older.
@ JM: It took about three drops of green dye, but you have to separate out the yolks and add them after you've mixed it in. I think the main reason the ham is not green is that The Dormouse has a mother who is waaaay to lazy to carry a metaphor that far.
My guess is the green eggs and ham idea came to him after visiting a strip club.
@ Beth: We actually did eat the eggs. As awful as they look, they don't taste any different than regular eggs... but you've gotta psych yourself out for it. "They're just normal eggs, they're just normal eggs, they're just normal eggs."