have just seen some posts that are so wrong they aren’t funny.
Seems the SJW’s Rudolph the red nose reindeer is a means to demean those that are different. What this play actually does is show from the point of view of the person that is different, some of the problems they face. And his constant struggle to fit in. Kids wont play with him because he is different, parents try to make him appear the same, bosses don’t want him because he is different. All the things that those of us that are special have seen all our lives.
In the end, it finally shows that he has proven he can add to the lives of the people around him, and they finally accept him for who he is. What can be wrong with that message?
It shows bullying is wrong and the effects of it. how many other messages it shows I can not list.
So tell me, Why should we NOT show this play to our kids so they may learn from it?
(a note: the island of broken toys can be equated to special schools and or psychiatric hospitals).
Here is the story of how this story came to be –
As the holiday season of 1938 came to Chicago, Bob May wasn’t feeling much comfort or joy. A 34-year-old ad writer for Montgomery Ward, May was exhausted and nearly broke. His wife, Evelyn, was bedridden, on the losing end of a two-year battle with cancer. This left Bob to look after their four-year old-daughter, Barbara.
One night, Barbara asked her father, “Why isn’t my mommy like everybody else’s mommy?” As he struggled to answer his daughter’s question, Bob remembered the pain of his own childhood. A small, sickly boy, he was constantly picked on and called names. But he wanted to give his daughter hope, and show her that being different was nothing to be ashamed of. More than that, he wanted her to know that he loved her and would always take care of her. So he began to spin a tale about a reindeer with a bright red nose who found a special place on Santa’s team. Barbara loved the story so much that she made her father tell it every night before bedtime. As he did, it grew more elaborate. Because he couldn’t afford to buy his daughter a gift for Christmas, Bob decided to turn the story into a homemade picture book.
In early December, Bob’s wife died. Though he was heartbroken, he kept working on the book for his daughter. A few days before Christmas, he reluctantly attended a company party at Montgomery Ward. His co-workers encouraged him to share the story he’d written. After he read it, there was a standing ovation. Everyone wanted copies of their own.