About a week ago, Matt and I went on a quest for a great pumpkin. We had seen a cute little farm house type place out near the dog park that was selling pumpkins. I wanted a white one but couldn’t justify the cost. Matt found a gloriously perfect pumpkin for carving and bought me two small ones for a premeditated paper mache adventure. The three new pumpkins joined the blue one my parents had given to us on our front porch – all waiting anxiously to be decorated for my favorite holiday.
The unspeakable happened last night while our happy family slept upstairs. I doubt any of us heard anything – even Iggy Pup slept soundly. When I groggily came down the stairs this morning, I raised the dining room blinds to see the horror. Our pumpkins – all four of them – had been thoughtlessly smashed on our front walk.
As a teenager and young adult, I had NEVER participated in such activities. I knew how much my belongings meant to me and showed respect to others. “Just a pumpkin” escalates into “just a car” or worse. I can’t wrap my mind around it. I don’t understand how anyone could act so maliciously to a stranger. I cried. I cried over smashed pumpkins. I cried over shattered creative plans and happy memories with my fiance that would never be. I cried because so many humans don’t get it.
But then it occurred to me – I can make a statement. I grabbed my wire, pliers, spoon, knife and piece of recycle pile newspaper and headed outside. I found my smallest annihilated in front of the neighbors. It had been run over too. Slowly and reverently I gathered three pumpkins worth of pieces. I’d give them new life.
Matt’s perfect pumpkin began to look more and more whole again. It’s now a bit more “Franken-esque” than before though.
I still have two more to unsmash today. This could be fun.
Lesson learned – Never smash an artist’s pumpkin – we find ways to enjoy it.
Sam
Awesome! I just love how you’ve turned this into a positive, and the Frankensteinesque pumpkin is simply brilliant. I may even copy your idea myself. :D
Anita
Aaaarrggghhh! Stuff like that just ticks me off! I never did stuff like that either. I just couldn’t. A big part of that was that I didn’t want to do to someone what I’d hate being done to me. I still live by the “Golden Rule” of treating others like I want to be treated and do my best to instill the same in my two teenage boys.
It makes my heart happy to see how you turned an incredibly frustrating situation into an artistic opportunity! You go girl!♥
Dawn D. Sokol
What a great post! I love this! I don’t understand people and how they can be so uncaring about others…But what you’ve done is such a positive out of a negative. Wonderful!
sudukc
Good for you! At least every time the pumpkin vandals come by your house they can see how creative you are. Making something good happen is a good thing!
Millie
I’m glad you managed to rescue them. People are stupid sometimes.
Angela (Posy Moe)
Bravo, girl! I hate that people can be so callous, but I love how you handled it. Frankenpumpkin rawks!
April
Love it!
iHanna
This is creativity when it is showing itself from its best side! Way to go girl!
Julie (Okami)
That was just MEAN!! But I love the result – way to go!!
Stephanie
Why do people smash pumpkins? What did the pumpkins ever do to them besides instill a little more joy in our lives? Gosh. But now your pumpkins are a little more Halloween-themed! Good for you for “making lemonade out of lemons”!
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I love love love this!!! Way to turn that around in a fabulously creative way!!
Annabella Freeman
I can understand why you cried. There is something about autumn, pumpkins and carving them that is quite innocent and when someone comes and destroys it you feel violated. I’m glad the pumpkins have a new lease on life!
Pete Prodoehl
Pure Awesome… great way to turn it around… :)