February 02, 2009

Tigger

Hmm, what's this post about? you're thinking. When you read my post, "Disney," I mentioned something about how they made me believe something about tigers that turned out to not be true, and that I'd blog about it later. Well, m'darlings, later is now.*

You all remember Tigger the Tiger from Winnie The Pooh and Christopher Robin or something like that. (Oh, I can never remember the title.) Well, Tigger is one of the reasons that I hate Disney Channel, Media, and Co.. Here is the some of the lyrics to The Tigger Song:

The wonderful thing about Tiggers
Is Tiggers are wonderful things
Their tops are made out of rubber
Their bottoms are made out of springs
They're bouncy, trouncy, flouncy, pouncy
Fun, fun, fun, fun, FUN!
But the most wonderful thing about Tiggers
Is I'm the only one

Tiggers are wonderful fellahs.
Tiggers are awfully sweet.
Everyone elses is jealous,
And thats why I repeat...

The wonderful thing about Tiggers
Are Tiggers are wonderful things
Their tops are made out of rubber
Their bottoms are made out of springs
They're bouncy, trouncy, flouncy, pouncy
Fun, fun, fun, fun, FUN!
But the most wonderful thing about Tiggers
Is I'm the only one.
Yes, I'm the only one
Well, I agreed that Tigger was awesome. Yet, Tigger was a tiger, so surely he was just like any other tiger, right? So, I thought that all tigers could bounce of their tails. Yes, that's what I thought. Just imagine it! Tigers bouncing on their tails! Isn't that awesome?! Of course that's why I wanted to believe it. So maybe Disney should've made their characters less awesome and/or realistic.

"Didn't you hear that part that he said OVER AND OVER?! He clearly stated, and I quote, 'I'm the only one.' And it was an animated show where animals talk!" that annoying reader points out, even though she should still be recovering from that last elf attack.

Well, in one of the movies, Tigger found his [large] family, who could all bounce on their tails, so he wasn't the only one, therefore there could be more Tiggers in the world.

Anyway, (I recently discovered that it is "Anyway," rather than "Anyways" which is in fact not a word.) when I found out that tigers couldn't bounce on their tails like Tigger, I was completely heartbroken.

The way I found out was pretty horrible, though. I was in my kindergarten class, and we were learning about wildlife. My teacher turned the page in the book she was reading us, and showed us the picture of a tiger.

"Tigers are big mammals that live in Africa. They're actually related to cats," she said.

"And they bounce on their tails!" I called out. My class laughed and I didn't know why.

My teacher (let's call her...Ms. McTeacherFace), Ms. McTeacherFace chuckled. "Not really, though," she said, making sure none of us were confused.

"Yes they do!" Little Nadia protested.

"Honey, they don't really bounce on their tails. That's only in the storybooks and TV."

My/Little Nadia's jaw dropped. "Okay. Can I go to the bathroom?"

"Sure," Ms. McTeacherFace said.

I left to the bathroom where I would deal with my emotions toward the revelation. In the background, I could hear all my classmates laughing.

Now, I am holding a strong grudge against Disney for deceiving me so. I don't believe I can ever forgive them. They completely betrayed my little 5-year-old trust! (Oh my gosh, I sound like a lovesick, heartbroken girl whose boyfriend cheated and the likes.)

But that was nothing compared to how I felt when I found out it was all just a show! Although that's a story meant for another time.

Your Deceived, Heartbroken Girl,
Nadia M.

*Oxymoron!

5 comments:

Dahlia said...

Yep, there's nothing worse than finding out something totally awesome is in fact... not true or even possible. Not sure anything like that ever happened to me (I mean, I wanted to believe the stuff in stories was true, but I guess my grasp on reality was just too strong).

BookSnob said...

Poor baby Nadia, how dare Disney! :)
When I was about that age, I was watching Gatorade commercials (you know the ones where the people sweat purple or red or lime green sweat.) So one day, my Grandpa took me and my sister to a golf course and told us to choose a drink. I chose a beautiful lavender (that tasted pretty terrible.) So I was sweating, and I was sweating, but it wasn't purple. I was soooooo sad (but not as sad as when my dad took me Ice skating and I didn't skate like on TV, that was sad.)
Your not purple and not a pro ice skater,
BookSnob

missy's storyworld said...

Yeah, Disney tells us many lies! I was never a Pooh girl, but I believed some of their other ones...

BookSnob said...

Hey Nadia,
Have you read 'Bras and Broomsticks' yet? I think you might like Sarah's style, she's pretty funny.
Later

Nadia Murti said...

I looked all over for Bras And Broomsticks at the library and I can't find it!!! :( I really wanted to read it for Ally's book club.

Hopefully I'll be able to get it, though.

--Nadia