The blissfull feeling that one gets from building Lego
There is the joy
of holding the new box of Lego
. A gentle shake provides that all telling sound
. This box contains Lego
! The toy of my life
, the toy of my dreams
, the toy of creativity
The box is held close to the face to inspect the detail of the kit. A quick flip and the corresponding Lego tinkle
to see what else can be built from the pieces in the box.
A suitable workspace
is located and cleared if necessary.
The box is gently opened in an effort to maintain its beauty. The plastic bags of parts
, instructions, and general Lego propaganda
are slid out onto the workspace. A quick over view of the parts bags is done, just to look for new and interesting pieces.
Then the fun really begins
The plastic bags are carefully ripped open and their contents dumped onto the workspace. Carefull now, don't lose any on the floor
. A quick sort by color or type and we're ready to build
Carefully open the instructions and give them a quick overview
. Hurry now, it's time to build.
Step one. I need four pieces. A little rooting through the pile of lego
. One piece. Search, search. Ah, pieces two and three. Search, search. Ah, piece four.
Layout piece number one. Piece number two?
Ahhhhhhhhh. Such sweet bliss
Okay, onto step two.
The building continues. The pace increases
. Time becomes a blur. The mental disengages from the physical. You're a Lego
building machine. Give me an infinite suppy of bricks and I shall build you wonders you cannot possibly comprehend
Then the inevitable happens. Step N-5 of the build. Where's the piece I need? I am now in Lego Hell
. A frantic search of the available pieces. Where is it? I can't find the piece I need! How did I lose a piece already? Oh, there it is. Duh. I feel stupid now
. A complete freakout and there was no problem. Back to the build.
Step N. The last step. The last piece of Lego clicks
into place. The build is done. The model stands before you begging to be touched. You hoist the model in your hands. Well built. Solid. A quick woosh
for a space ship. A zoom
for a jet. A varoom
for a car perhaps.
The joy of Lego past
has returned if only for a brief time. Happy times are remembered. The pressures of allegedly growing up
are gone for a brief time. You're ten years old again and today is a lego day
The model is placed on the shelf to be admired by all. But you know the real story. The model is not on the shelf to be admired. The model is on the shelf so it can be torn asunder
and incorporated into your own Lego
The Joy of Lego