Back in February, I received a message from a reader and fellow blogger suggesting that I read two books. They were kids books by Shel Silverstein called The Missing Piece and The Missing Piece Meets The Big O. I replied thanking him for the suggestion and promised to check them.
I confess that I forgot about them for a long time. Meanwhile, I went through a process of realisations and self discovery. Almost six months later, as I went through my e-mails, I found his message again and checked the stories. I was truly amazed by them.
I remind you that they are books meant for children, however, like a lot of the innuendo in Pixar movies, the messages are very much a grown up affair.
In The Missing Piece, a ball shaped figure is missing a slice. It is set on finding its missing piece and starts a journey, rolling around the world, seeing all the wonders and having a great time. It tests a number of pieces but some are too small, others are too big and many are the wrong shape altogether.
One day it finally finds a piece that fits perfectly. The ball is complete and starts rolling again but now it’s going so fast that it can’t enjoy anything in its way. It can’t do all the things it had grown to love during the search.
It decided to drop the missing piece it chased for so long and rolls off without it, having realised it was happier while searching. Please check the video for the full story.
It was shocking! Don’t a lot of people do that? The poor missing piece looked so sad!
Still with my eyes wide, I moved on to The Big O.
To be continued…