To celebrate (and possibly, to a certain extent) explain my new icon, I thought I would share some...
To celebrate (and possibly, to a certain extent) explain my new icon, I thought I would share some squid-related anecdotes from my life. Yes. I have squid anecdotes.
- I was about to say I have no idea how it started, but then I remembered. My squid obsession started because I was obsessed with 20,000 Leagues Under the Sea when I was four or five. I’m pretty sure I wanted to be Ned Land or something.
- I went to the library to look for books about squid, because this was pre-internet. And there were none. My mom said that I should write my own, and I was all…but I don’t know anything about squid because there are no books about them! (I’m pretty sure I made one, and I’m sure it had adorable illustrations and completely made up stuff. Actually, no. I don’t think I would have made something up. I probably put the one or two squid facts I knew and it was a very short book. Possibly my first book!)
- one of my favourite places is the Royal Tyrell Museum. They had (and hopefully still have) this little pink rubber squid that’s attached to a hose, so when you press a button, air gets forced into the hose and the squid rockets around its little tank, showing how squid propel themselves. I could spend hours doing just that. Also, dinosaurs!
- my sister (she’s my stepsister, technically. Our moms were in a relationship, and I still consider them family) somehow got roped into teaching a German Kindergarten class, and I volunteered to hang out with her/help her/be her enforcer. Those kids said some hilarious things, but here’s one of my favourites. The youngest student was four or five when the class started (he peed his pants once and I got to clean him up. I was not impressed). One day, we were teaching the kids the words for family members. So we had each student come up to the white board and draw a father or a mother or whatever. We asked the youngest boy to draw the father, and he said, “I don’t know how to draw fathers. I only know how to draw squid.” My sister and I looked at each other and said, “Ok. Draw a squid.” So he did. My sister went up to the board and pointed to each drawing, asking the students to say which family member each was. Now, I couldn’t tell that most of these drawings were human, never mind sister/mother/brother, but the kids always knew. Until we got to the squid. So then we were like, learning opportunity!!!! And we told the kids that some families have two fathers, some have two mothers, and some have squid. This is my contribution to the next generation. You’re welcome.
