Motherly Instincts
We are presently gearing up for a trip to "The Happiest Place on Earth."
Therefore, I wouldn't be a good mother if I didn't attempt to brainwash my children with all things Disney, focusing on the movies that have a ride themed after them. That would be your: Pinocchio, Snow White, Peter Pan, Alice in Wonderland, Cars, The Wind in the Willows, Finding Nemo, Winnie the Pooh, Chip and Dale Rescue Rangers, Monsters Inc (whoah, that is a lot of movies) and who could forget Dumbo.
I haven't watched some of these Disney originals for a very long time, Dumbo included.
Now to set things right, the baby's elephant mother Mrs. Jumbo, named her baby boy, Jumbo Junior. It was the snarky, gossiping elephants that dubbed him "Dumbo" because of his irregular sized ears. His flipping name is Jumbo, by calling him "Dumbo" we are all perpetuating the nickname or "slur" if you will. Perhaps, later in the show he embraces the name and makes it his own (kind of like how African Americans can call themselves a certain word, but it isn't socially acceptable for any one else).
I am still not sure if it would be politically correct these days to actually call him "Dumbo", I didn't feel good about it. What do you all think?
Seeing the movie from a different perspective, that of a mother, was super emotional. I will be the first to admit that I bawled like a baby throughout Dumbo, I mean Jumbo. Those awful, awful female elephants laughing and taunting the little lad. The fair goers grabbing him by the ears and pulling him around. Of course Mrs. Jumbo lost her peanuts and went cray cray on them. Any mother would.
Big Dragon then had me convinced that after they put the mother in the "clink" they tranquilize her. I didn't remember that happening, but it did make sense. Oh how I cried. But (spoiler alert) she DOES get released and is in the final scene on the caboose of the train. Sheesh, Big Dragon way to play with my heartstrings!
Yes, there is smoking. Yes, there are some overtly racist parts. Yes, there is a huge alcohol reference that segways into that strange, long elephant dance/dream sequence.
The biggest take home from this little oldie is that no matter how a person is different, they should still be treated equally. No one should mock those differences because it is from those oddities where we can find unique strengths.
Some people can't sing well, some people can't walk, some people have a hard time seeing and the list is endless to what difficulties people have in life. I explained to my Little Dragon that everyone needs love. Every single person, even Jumbo.
Therefore, I wouldn't be a good mother if I didn't attempt to brainwash my children with all things Disney, focusing on the movies that have a ride themed after them. That would be your: Pinocchio, Snow White, Peter Pan, Alice in Wonderland, Cars, The Wind in the Willows, Finding Nemo, Winnie the Pooh, Chip and Dale Rescue Rangers, Monsters Inc (whoah, that is a lot of movies) and who could forget Dumbo.
I haven't watched some of these Disney originals for a very long time, Dumbo included.
Now to set things right, the baby's elephant mother Mrs. Jumbo, named her baby boy, Jumbo Junior. It was the snarky, gossiping elephants that dubbed him "Dumbo" because of his irregular sized ears. His flipping name is Jumbo, by calling him "Dumbo" we are all perpetuating the nickname or "slur" if you will. Perhaps, later in the show he embraces the name and makes it his own (kind of like how African Americans can call themselves a certain word, but it isn't socially acceptable for any one else).
I am still not sure if it would be politically correct these days to actually call him "Dumbo", I didn't feel good about it. What do you all think?
Seeing the movie from a different perspective, that of a mother, was super emotional. I will be the first to admit that I bawled like a baby throughout Dumbo, I mean Jumbo. Those awful, awful female elephants laughing and taunting the little lad. The fair goers grabbing him by the ears and pulling him around. Of course Mrs. Jumbo lost her peanuts and went cray cray on them. Any mother would.
Big Dragon then had me convinced that after they put the mother in the "clink" they tranquilize her. I didn't remember that happening, but it did make sense. Oh how I cried. But (spoiler alert) she DOES get released and is in the final scene on the caboose of the train. Sheesh, Big Dragon way to play with my heartstrings!
Yes, there is smoking. Yes, there are some overtly racist parts. Yes, there is a huge alcohol reference that segways into that strange, long elephant dance/dream sequence.
The biggest take home from this little oldie is that no matter how a person is different, they should still be treated equally. No one should mock those differences because it is from those oddities where we can find unique strengths.
Some people can't sing well, some people can't walk, some people have a hard time seeing and the list is endless to what difficulties people have in life. I explained to my Little Dragon that everyone needs love. Every single person, even Jumbo.
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