Toy

While pondering about the sociological meanings of Pixar, I brought Euterpe and Vivian to watch Toy Story 3.

None of us had watched its previous parts, but my daughter could obviously follow the story. In fact, she broke into tears when Buzz and Woody were about to fall into the incinerator.

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Many friends of mine found the movie touching, not only because of seeing those toy friends again after they last appeared in the theatre nearly ten years ago, but also for our loss of ingenuity and ability to appreciate the world in the eyes of children.

Of course I am more uneasy for the very fact that we may, on occasions, be the toy, and our Andy could be our children, our country, or the one who created us.

Toys as we seem to be, we could think and make decisions by our own; the value of our life should not solely rely on our Andy – we should lead a meaningful life of our own.

PS. That’s why I am convinced Fan Li (范蠡) was such and admirable character.