I have a job. Its been quite nice, and it is more of an internship than anything else. Its been rewarding and quite different. More importantly, it opened my eyes to how little i really know. Its been almost 3 weeks since i started.
Yesterday, though, i went to see Toy Story 3. And for most of you, this movie has a lot of meaning concerning our own little lives. We are all Andy. This movie literally grows up with us. From the many emotionl and powerful movies i have seen, i have never cried once. Who would have known that a 3d movie based on toys would make me shed tears.
i cried.
And i am not ashamed of it. Let me tell you a quick story. When i was born, most of you know that i spent my first month in an incubator. Well, according to my dad, one day he came to visit me and he saw this small stuffed BROWN bulldog right beside me.
I still have this dog, its proudly watching over me as it did that first month of my life. This little dog was the one thing i kept thinking about when i saw the movie. The movie reminded me on how screwed up this world is, and on how the more we grow up, the little innocence we have left.
On how when we were young we would spend hours playing with our toys, building legos, playing war with the green army dudes, or playing with the remote control car.
I really miss those days, and i thank Pixar for giving me back a little bit of that old self we all had.
-Al
"16But Jesus called the children to him and said, Let the little children come to me, and do not hinder them, for the kingdom of God belongs to such as these"(Luke 18:16).
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