C3PO
My Mum and Dad bought I new washing machine over the weekend. When it arrived I spent the evening helping my Dad move the old washing machine out and putting the new one in. Unfortunately our kitchen is little bigger than the washing machine so we had to move the oven and all sorts to get it in.
After lots of gruntting and my Mum saying 'Watch your fingers!' a couple of dozen times, we managed it. Once it was in place we stood back and admired it. For a washing machine it I must say it looked very impressive. Its silver and very futuristic looking. It lights up and makes all sorts of beeping noises. My mum then reminded me about the time we got our first proper washing machine.
I was about very young, no older than 3 or 4, perhaps younger and I was terrified of it. I used to cry whenever it was switched on. I cried because I thought C3PO from Star Wars would climb out and get me. Yes, C3PO. This was due to the fact that at the time C3PO was used to advertise washing machines on TV (not sure if R2D2 was with him, though I'm not scared of him though, no way!), I had obviously seen these adverts and decided that washing machines contained evil gold robots who kill children. And my Mum and Dad brought one into out house?!? Are they mad?
Little bit embrassing that I was scared of the Gold, Gay Robot from Star Wars, rather than Darth Vader or any of the other monsters and aliens from the films. It goes to show that kids can be greatly effected by very odd, seemingly unscary, things. Obviously you have to protect children from seeing unsuitable images while they're to young to understand, but they're going to find something unsettling so you might as well not get too worried. And, at the end of the day it hasn't done me any harm, (I type surrounded by broken washing machines, wearing a C3PO suit, crying) I laugh at stupid C3PO and R2D2's constant outwitting of him with the rest of the audience. No fear!
2 Comments:
Bless. I used to be terrified of hippos and Moomins. Actually, when I think about it, they're quite similar creatures... Except that one is fictional is course.
By the way Ian, please, please, please put some links on your blog, or get rid of the "Edit-Me" things on the sidebar - it drives me insane every time I look at them! It's like going to bed, but then noticing an odd sock on the floor that shouldn't be there, and you try to ignore it and just go to sleep, but you can't, cos in the back of your mind the image of the odd sock just won't go away, so you end up leaping out of bed at 3 in the morning to stuff it in a drawer. Do you ever get that? No? Is it just me? Oh, OK....
Anyway, please change the edit things. Thank you. Sorry.
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