Comments on: Crayola… where did you “indi”-go?

By: Connie

Connie — Sat, 06 Jun 2009 00:30:41 +0000

My favorite Christmas present? A box of 64s.
A royal gift.

By: Lisa

Lisa — Mon, 03 Nov 2008 01:14:26 +0000

I love the smell of a new crayons. It’s sometimes hard for my students to find the “plain red” or “plain green” with all those colors to choose from. I love to color though. In fact a girlfriend and I were talking the other day about how we need to have a coloring party. We haven’t done that in a long time. She and her sisters would come over (all adults) and color and chat and drink tea and coffee. It was so fun and relaxing.

By: Chrissy

Chrissy — Sun, 02 Nov 2008 20:13:43 +0000

I grew up with boxes of 64, but that was still before the time of name your own crayon contests and some of the especially creative names. But no matter the size, there’s so much joy just waiting inside a box of crayons, and that, at least, will never change!

By: Madame Meow

Madame Meow — Sun, 02 Nov 2008 01:37:09 +0000

I always thought the extended packs of Crayolas were kind of fun and poetic with their fancy names, personally. A little convoluted, but cool, you know? My favorite was always Ultramarine Blue.

By: Nadine

Nadine — Sat, 01 Nov 2008 22:30:26 +0000

It’s amazing how much things change with time. Crayons…baby products…cell phones. I can’t believe the things they have for babies now. Makes what I used for my kids look like antiques.

By: Ashley

Ashley — Sat, 01 Nov 2008 22:11:01 +0000

My IB English teacher senior year of high school was a big believer in using visual aids. I went to a Catholic high school which meant that whenever she bought something for us, the gifts came from her own money. The first day of classes (Fall of 2000) she came in with boxes of crayons for all 30 us – not the boxes of 8, but the boxes of 24. She also bought dinosaur stickers for us to write our names on so she could store our boxes, protect them from breakage, and make sure they were always right there when we needed them. Seeing as she was also our guidance counselor, in retrospect I realize that she utilized the crayons more and more during periods of high stress for us.

At the end of the year, she gave us our crayons. Mine went with me to college. I didn’t always have a use for them, but whenever I opened up my top desk drawer, they reminded me of home and made me smile. I used them to map out all of my executive decisions involving important projects. I used them to make cards for friends to cheer them up and for my beloved guidance counselor when her mother passed away. In my preparations for medical school, the crayons helped me color code countless anatomy books.

They’re little nubs now – barely enough to color with – but they’re in my desk. Every time I think I can’t handle the stress I’m under, I open my desk drawer and I’m reminded of the woman who many years ago when I was a scared and timid freshman told me I was stronger than I thought and I could do anything I set my mind to.

By: Erin

Erin — Sat, 01 Nov 2008 18:29:51 +0000

My students are still forced to use the old school 8 packs of crayons because, well, I’m cheap.;)

It is definitely interesting how crayons and colors and life have all become more complex, in ways that are both good and bad!

By: Renee

Renee — Sat, 01 Nov 2008 17:17:01 +0000

Yes life isn’t easy those those little one anymore Kids need to learn so much more then we do when we were their age

Why do we wnat them to grow up so fast! can a kid just be a kid!