Tinkering School

Do you know how to tinker? Take things apart? Put them back together? As kids, my brothers and sister and I were pretty good about deconstructing...okay, that's a nice way of saying we broke a lot of stuff. Sometimes you just get curious and before you know it mom is yelling at you, "Just wait till your dad gets home!" *Gulp* Hopefully, if you hid well before he got home and stayed out of her hair, she would conveniently forget. Heck, she did not want him to be grumpy either.

I so want to go to this school...I want every kid I know to go to this school. I like that there a lot of girls using power tools. Man, I feel like grunting. I must be channeling Tim, the Tool Man Taylor. My brothers got to use power tools and were always in trouble for not putting the tools back where they belonged, but they could use them. I am tired of things in my life being "black boxes." I like the idea of being able to learn to turn something complex into understandable pieces. I mean everything can't be called a doohickey or doibie thing.

Freedom to use your imagination. Oh my. They took those "evil" plastic trash bags and made something out of it. They were inventive. Which, when you think about it, is a good basis for being "green." Reduce, reuse, recycle. They are finding ways to reuse something. They invented new ways to use them.

Invention. Yes, that's a good word. Invention, Imagination, Playing, Fun, Learning.