In a world where technology is well- entrenched and we cannot get by without the "basics" - cell phone, laptop, satellite TV, and so on- it is refreshing to recall things less-complicated from the past. Robert Fulghum in All I Really Need to Know I learned in Kindergarten reminds us not to get caught up in the complex digitized world that dominates every adult's waking moments. There is a need to remember what it's all for!
Every parent can relate to having heaps of their child's or children's art pasted on the fridge, the walls and lining the drawers. Sometimes, it remains untouched for years and it is only when an urge to tidy up, or maybe a move or maybe over-full drawers, encourages a person to look at it that the memories return.
Such is the "gummy lump." This is an affectionate term for the remnants of what was - several years before - a collection of sweets, pasta (macaroni remains a favorite), hand-written notes with the most terrible spelling errors such as "Hoppy valemtime" and "I lov you." "Daddi" named his collection, kept in a shoebox which itself is part of the collection, his "gummy lump." To him, it reveals innocence, trust and an uncomplicated form of love. His feelings are so strong that he refuses to part with it - despite it being "still sticky in places" - and insists; "I want to take it with me as far as I go."