Monday, April 2, 2007

Sake [Sak-ee, just like the beer]

Some children have imaginary friends. Ayden has an imaginary city named Sake. One day while we were at the park, Ayden and I were talking about the concept of Canada. He knows we live in Canada, but he doesn't understand what Canada really means, and gets quite upset if you suggest that we also live in Langley, or British Columbia, or North America, or any other regional division you may come up with. Well, we were talking about Canada and the city of Langley, trying to come to a reconciliation as to how you could live in both at the same time, when Ayden said, "Well, mommy. In MY city everyone lives on a farm." When asked the name of his city, he replied, "Sake," and the imaginary city was born. I quizzed him on a few facts and he has been a wealth of information regarding Sake ever since. At first Sake was a city with only farms like Nana and Grandad's, but now it has a few houses as well. All the houses and barns and buildings in Sake are pink, including all the interior walls, the carpet, the mattresses, stairs, and bathtub, and the pets are all pink. There are only kids in Sake, no grown ups, and everyone has a job and a house and some pets and some brothers and sisters (what an egalitarian, socialist minded society!). Ayden has three jobs. He is the Fire Chief, the town Paramejic (Ayden speak for what mommy does), and a police officer. Clearly the town hero. Ayden comes and goes from Sake at will, and will often ask me if I saw that he was gone from his bed last night while he went on a trip to Sake. It is very far away and you need to drive for about four or five hours; about the same distance as Nana and Grandad's house, and he keeps promising to take me there for a visit but never does. Some days everyone in Sake eats grass, and other days they all drink milk. They go to swimming class once a week and they play naked whenever they want (Ayden is a nudist. It takes a lot of convincing that he needs to get dressed before we go out in public...I'm wondering if my cousin Hunter left his nudist germs in my suitcase or something the last time I visited...perhaps Hunter has finally passed the torch to my son). Matthew is not allowed to go to Sake, though Ayden's stuffed animals and Paige, our cat, often visit (though Paige has to dye her hair pink when she goes, presumably to blend in with all the other pink cats). There are a lot of animals in Sake. Ayden owns cows, mules (but ones that don't kick kids...reference to a VERY bad incident last October on Nana and Grandad's farm), dogs, cats, and fish: all pink.
I presumed the story of Sake was a cute one that would fade away, but it has persisted and grown, and is mentioned almost every day. Sake is fast becoming an integral part of our family history, with many jokes amongst mom and dad regarding missing items being in Sake, angry family members needing to go to Sake, and many small details being added to the dream every week by the Sake town hero.

Here is the hero himself:

I guess he lent his firefighter gear to his brother, and is now performing his role as the town princess??


LouiseandGary said...

You guys should write a kids story about Sake, I could totally picture it all as I was reading:) What a great imagination!

Roboseyo said...

I'm with Louise and Gary. You should absolutely make a storybook with Ayden about Sakee. Does Matthew have a world of his own yet?

I used to have an imaginary world too, but when I got a bit older I stopped. Like, last November.

I'm 98% finished writing my story about the violin prodigy. One more chapter, two more conversations, and the first draft will be complete. It'll be the first novel first draft I've ever written. That's why I haven't been in touch.

I love you Mel and Brent!