Being a person who tends to analyze, I cannot let go of the fact that I am so bothered by this little cartoon character. It irks me to listen to him whine about not getting his way. It seems like every episode, the sentence that sticks with me is “I don’t want to” – fill in the blank with any one of the multitude of thing he announces that he doesn’t want to do.
As I am pondering my distaste for this cartoon, yes, I am still thinking about a cartoon. Yikes, I am a grown adult who is passing moments of her life thinking about her dislike for a cartoon. And I know this is not like penalty time in a soccer game that you get back at some point in life, these are moments of my life that I will not be getting back.
Now here’s where it gets really annoying. It occurs to me that sometimes, qualities that annoy us in others are actually traits that we possess. As you would expect, this gets me thinking more. And then it hits me.
OMG! Am I Caillou?? Just the thought is unsettling.
But I too have my moments where I probably linger on what isn’t working before I get focused on a solution. And I am sure that sometimes I whine a little more than is productive. And maybe I don’t really like change either. I tell myself we are different because these are only small facets of my personality.
Then I wonder, if Caillou were real person, and his cartoon was his reality show, would he be complaining about the way the editors make him look? Would he be saying that instead of showing clips of the ten hours he spent complaint-free, playing and laughing, the sensational editors chose to air his bratty moments to make him look like a diva for the ratings?
I wonder. But then I tell myself that this is enough wondering about a cartoon. For now.