too silly for the office

Do you know the Mexican children’s folk tune “Un elefante”? It a counting song about elephants on a spider web. I’d link to it, but all of the YouTube versions I found were really obnoxious. Plus, those online renditions don’t match how I remember the song in my head: sung by teachers at a workshop as we created a spider’s web by tossing a ball of yarn.
I miss those days when making and teaching music to children was my job. I had permission to be less serious and a reason to play games. In the places where I’ve worked since, imagination has not been valued. I stifle my creativity because I get tired of having my ideas shot down or no authority to put them into action.
When the ultimate question, “When did our elephants leave?” was announced during the yeah write #184 weekly writing challenge, “Un elefante” became my ear worm. But something else popped into my brain – memories of my niece pretending her fingers were elephants. I turned that recollection into a 42-word microstory. I submitted the tale and it ended up in the top 3.
I think the voters were responding to the innocence and playfulness of the story. One in fact, decided to give pretend elephants a try:

Hee! I actually had to try that out and make some elephants at my desk. They didn’t trumpet, though. That would be too silly for the office. 🙂 Great little vignette, Cyn!

christine_gravatarJust like my niece had to stop playing at the table, Christine had to stop playing at work. But couldn’t we all use a little more silliness in our day? Wouldn’t we have better ideas and solve more problems if we were encouraged to use our imaginations?

For inspiring all these big thoughts on creativity and imagination, I have selected Christine’s response as my October comment of the month. It will live on over at my Couldn’t Have Said It Better page.

Christine is no stranger to imagination. At her blog, Trudging Through Fog, she doles out bits of her Jade Dragon series. Christine also serves as the managing editor over at yeah write. Stop by either of her writing homes to check out her words.

NaBloPoMo November 2014

5 thoughts on “too silly for the office

  1. *blink* Cyn, what a nice surprise! I give you all the credit – it was a sweet and lovely little story. And you’re right – we all need more silliness in our lives. It’s something I try to remember when I get frustrated with my own kids, who are, after all, only kids. And if their idea of fun is my idea of pulling my hair out, well, so be it sometimes, right?

    Thanks so much for thinking of me!

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  2. Hey there, I found you via the NaBloPoMo blogroll.

    When I read this, I thought of my sister and I when we were kids and it was a rainy day, we used to create a spider web inside out of wool attached to door handles. How we managed this I truly cannot remember but I wish I could, just to try it again. 🙂

    As part of NaBloPoMo I try to comment on as many participating blogs as I can, and I add participating blogs to my feed reader.

    So I’m just dropping by to let you know I’ve added your blog to my feedreader, I’m reading you loud and clear, I have a link up going at my place so my readers can find participating blogs which you are more than welcome to add your blog link to.

    Looking forward to seeing your posts, and you’ll likely see me drop by again during November.

    Happy NaBloPoMo to you!


  3. “Un elefante se balaceaba sobre una tela de araña,” right?

    My baby sister taught this one to me. She married a Peruvian guy (he naturalized to the U.S.) and she’s hoping to teach her eldest daughter Spanish, but for right now, she jabbers on and on in English. (Often when Sis is talking to me on the teléfono, too.)


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