There is a story that has become legend in my family. One afternoon, almost 40 years ago, my sister was supposed to be taking a nap. She got out the crayons instead. She then proceeded to draw a mural on the wall, as high as she could reach, and as long as the bed was wide. (Ah, but she'd "stayed in bed," right?) Given that this was in a rented apartment, this was a problem. You can't just paint over crayon — it acts as a resist — it has to be removed. So my parents picked up an eraser, and for the next several weeks (perhaps even months) my sister would have to sit there, every day, working away at the crayon marks until they were all done.
I have seen this eraser. It's about four inches across, and about eight inches long, and aside from a very worn corner, what stands out most is the print on the side: FOR BIG MISTAKES.
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I've been discovering crayon marks on the walls again. We've got the oldest of our young artists paper-trained, but Risanna has been taking an interest in the arts as well.
The marks on the walls and cabinets remain, though. So today, Deborah brought home an eraser...
Isn't it great that such things can continue from generation to generation?
2 comments:
That's hilarious that you were able to get the same eraser!
One suggestion, though... those "Magic Eraser" things really ARE magic. I'd highly suggest investing in a few (they're really not that expensive - a couple bucks for 4, I think...) I use them for everything!!!
I agree with junglewife, the "magic eraser" white sponges they sell at walmart take crayon and even kids paint off any mostly flat surface.
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