Hello my dear children and adult friends of the Omschool. Today I'm thinking of one of my most beloved television performers and that is Fred Rogers" of Mister Rogers Neighborhood and the Neighborhood of Make-Believe. I was a little older by the time Mister Rogers came on TV and we didn't have television anyway. But quite early on I must have watched an episode because instantly I was enamored with this gentle man and his friends in the real people neighborhood and the one of his imagination.
When I became an adult and a teacher (and had an old B&W TV finally) I'd turn on the show and watch it to relax after a long work day. It was a sort of spiritual experience, like doing daily devotions going with Mister Rogers to meet his neighbors and the lovable characters who inhabited Make-Believe. When children came along they were introduced to and loved "Missa Rowie" in their turn too.
There's nothing very fancy about the show. Just a pretend house, a trolley, puppets, props and some people to visit. Sets for TV shows were different back then. Some were even set all in one room, like the Honeymooners. Mister Rogers had a table and a few chairs where he'd talk with people or do simple craft projects. He was so affirming and positive. Always smiling. I'll bet he smiled in his sleep.
When I was younger, I didn't live in any house or neighborhood long enough to consider it mine. I spent a lot of time alone. I just read that Mister Rogers did too. Though his family had a nice home. I guess that just shows that people can feel lonely in a variety of circumstances.
I can relate to his experiences of being teased for weight problems. By people who were lonely and miserable themselves and who needed to hear the message Fred would grow up to tell the world. I identify with being unable to participate in sports because of health issues and being misunderstood for that. His make-believe world has extra special significance. I love how he turned misfortune and misunderstanding around to create puppet friends for himself and for us. This resonates.
I created worlds in my head. I recall playing alone down by the fishing docks in Alaska and making a homemade fishing pole. It didn't work but I persevered despite teasing from the fishermen. It still didn't work. But that didn't stop me pretending it did. I didn't have any toys so I mentally repurposed a stump into a rolltop desk with acorns and bits of moss as office supplies.
I read about fantastically beautiful places called Tashkent and Samarkand when I was five. I thought they were only pretend and that magic carpet was the only way to get there. Well, 53 years later, I discovered, wonder of wonders, they're real! And I can visit! I don't need a magic carpet (but it's still fun to fly that way).
I would sit behind a chair at the babysitter's and envision a ballet studio. I had an entire routine worked out in my mind. I didn't have any dolls just mental images. I might have seen a book on Juilliard. And didn't know any of the words. Those would come later when my own daughter danced. And for so little knowledge, my imaginary ballet was pretty accurate.
Maybe that's why I liked Mister Rogers' community. And I liked him for peopling it with kind people. When life hands you bullies, make neighbors. And maybe why it made me a little sad too. A yearning for something I would have liked to be part of. But you know, that's where imagination and a pay-it-forward spirit comes in handy. I have a never met a person I couldn't befriend. I cherish them all and you can never have too many.
I think Mister Rogers felt the same way. He wanted us to feel welcome. When I'd watch TV at Grama's house I thought the people were talking to me. They weren't of course. Except for Mister Rogers. He talked to us. He made us feel seen and heard. He made up songs to help us with challenges we might be facing alone. Even if you were an adult. He risked ridicule and censure to get the message across that kids, that we, were important and that he cared. I don't know about anyone else but I believed him.
Mister Rogers was the patron saint of my classroom and then later homeschool. And I appreciate his kindness and warmth. I want to spread some of that in my own way, through this website. I don't know who reads it but I want you to know that I don't need to, to care about you. This world is a better place with you.
So celebrate the wonderful world of your imagination! Build your oak tree rolltop desks and barnacle fishing poles. Or whatever YOU want to build! Go to Uzbekistan or wherever YOU want to go. Dance your arabesque or whatever YOU want to do! Do it for it for us all!
And because this blog is about free stuff too, here are some free printable Mister Rogers Neighborhood coloring pages! And here are some coloring pages of his best-loved character Daniel Tiger. Blessings and peace to you from the Omschool. You really do make each day a special just by being you.