I wandered into Godzilla’s bedroom, to kiss him in his sleep, cos this totally freaks kids out, and was stopped in my tracks by this, literal, pile of trash:
Yes, Godzilla’s Trash Pack collection, which has elevated to a whole new level! … *sigh*
I’m not totally adverse to the idea of Trashies – he likes them and indulges in a little imaginative play with them, they don’t hurt your feet when you stand on them in the dark, and they are cheap.
What I hadn’t expected was the other things they had done.
Like, last year there were many, many comments from his teacher about his “like” of Trash Pack (I, personally, feel it verges more on an obsession, but anyhoo – she was polite about it).
I cringed. I apologised. Many more boys in the class had taken a liking to them. Parents stopped me in the playground to say a somewhat sarcastic “Yeah, thanks for introducing them to my kids!” I apologised some more. I feel their pain; the cringing at the thought of walking into Kmart for fear of staggering out under the weight of more Trashies.
But here’s what Trash Pack also did, something I’m not sure even Moose foresaw.
A bunch of boys, sitting around a table, in the classroom, quietly working. Not just working … but writing! I know this is a gross generalisation, but when a teacher has a bunch of boys, sitting quietly in a group and writing when asked to, she’s happy. I know some boys do this willingly. I fully accept my generalising and stereotyping of booys … the fact is, this was a significant change in the classroom.
They were, at various times, individually or collaborating to write Trash Pack Stories.
They even gathered together, in their break, and designed a Trash Pack Paralympics Poster!
Godzilla, who struggles with writing and drawing at the best of times, designed a series of How To Draw A Trash Pack books for a class mini-project – because he wanted to! They could do anything, even non work related stuff, and he chose to do these books.
Finally, a bunch of kids, boys, aged 7-10 years successfully organised and fair system of trading their trashies without the aid of an adult. As in, there was zero adult intervention, suggestion, recommendation or otherwise … they set it up at playtimes and there were NO fights, arguments or ripping each other off.
Christmas featured even more Trash Pack related paraphernalia for him under the tree and, of course, around Christmas we were wandering around various shops and he discovered Series 4 had been released; a new red wheelie bin.
Featuring limited edition Biters (which are pretty cool!)
He was extremely chuffed to discover one of the Trashies had been named Moldy Mattress, which he claims all credit for after coming up with the name one afternoon on our walk home from school … I let him have the glory, although I’m not entirely convinced it was real.
He also penned a song, plagiarised completely from Metro’s Dumb Ways To Die campaign … all credit goes to the writers of the song for the tune and most of the words.
He did capture himself on video but the lighting is terrible … he has just sat down and written this out, by hand (which is HUGE) and has asked me to share it on this blog … because I wouldn’t rather be drinking wine or anything like that ….
Here goes – mostly inspired by the aforementioned Dumb Ways to Die and Trash Pack and written by my 9 year old, Godzilla:
Dump Ways To Die – by Godzilla
Put Bin Fire in your hair
Poke a stick at a Drizzly Bear
Eat Mucky Medicine that’s out of date
Use your private parts as putrid piranha bait
Dump ways to die
So many dump ways to die
Dump ways to di-i-ie
So many dump ways to die
Get your Trash Toast out with a fork
Do your own Awful Electrical work
Teach yourself how to Blow Fly
Eat a two week old unrefrigerated Awful Pie
Chorus goes here
Invite a Scummy Psycho Killer inside
Scratch a drug dealers brand new ride
Take your helmet off in Outer Space Waste
Use your Dumped Dryer as a hiding place
Keep a Rotten Rattlesnake as a pet
Sell both your Kacky Kidneys on the internet
Eat a tube of Gummy Glue
I wonder what’s this rotten red button do?
Dress up like a Mouldy Moose during hunting season
Disturb a nest of Wart Wasps for no good reason
Stand on the edge of a Scummy Station platform
Drive around the Broken Boomgates at a level crossing
Run across the Trash Tracks between the platforms
They may not rhyme but they might possibly be
The dumpest ways to die
Dumpest ways to die
Dumpest ways to di-i-ie
So many dump ways to die!
Copyright and all that jazz …
I don’t know about you, but as much as I sometimes think “what a pile of garbage” – as any mother is expected to think about her children’s obsessions 🙂 – I’m actually pretty impressed with all of that and more …
Disclaimer: I was not paid to write this review/update about Trash Pack. In fact, I wasn’t even asked to write it. Aside from a couple of 5-packs and a Glow in the Dark Garbage Truck, all Trash Pack paraphernalia we have was bought by me, by Godzilla out of his own pocket money or given to him as gifts by others. I only hope that Moose actually create Trash Pack World at the Moose Carnival that is merely a figment of Godzilla’s imagination to get him off my back and/or invite him in for a meeting so he can offload all his ideas onto them … my brain hurts!