Posts Tagged ‘model’
Big admission coming: I still play with Lego bricks.
That is, er, let me edit that a bit. I “model” with Lego bricks. That’s what I do.
By that I mean that once the epic castle with the small blacksmith shop and mysterious wizard’s tower has been constructed, I don’t line up the knight and soldier mini-figures and launch an assault on the battlements.
My wife takes care of that. I just build. Mostly.
A basic set of red, blue, and yellow bricks with a single minifig is probably the earliest birthday present I remember getting from my parents. I played with it every day. A couple of years later, I got a helicopter on a specially-designed flatbed truck; a year or two after that my parents and my aunt gave me two copies of the same Robin Hood-style set.
I thought I had died and gone to heaven.
From that point, 90% of the sets I bought or received were either medieval- or pirate-themed. That includes the dozens of Harry Potter sets I bought on clearance several years ago.
I bought big castles. I bought little guard shacks. I bought inns and blacksmith shops.
I built massive fortifications, tiny villages, taverns and bridges and mills and hideouts. I built an Elven library and a fortified windmill. I built giant trees with battlements on the branches. I built pirate bases and colonial trading posts.
I discovered Lego websites on the Internet: Brickshelf, Bricklink, and yes, Lego.com.
I built a Lego website… one which, unfortunately, my students eventually discovered and continue to ask me about, even though I’ve taken it down…
…but in a few days, as my students finish reading Edgar Allen Poe’s “The Cask of Amontillado,” I will review the story by showing them slides of Lego minifigs acting out the plot in a Lego catacombs. (The Lego “Amontillado” isn’t my work - it’s better than what I could do.)
Someday, my wife and I will finish building our Lego Romeo and Juliet project, and my (already shaky) reputation as a mature, adult professional will be forever shattered.
I can’t wait.
If you don’t like LEGO, you don’t like yourself. — attributed to Jonathan P. Kennaugh




