Of Orcs and Legos
A friend of mine gave me an orc last year. It wasn’t as repulsive as those in the Peter Jackson movies, as it came in a rather cute package. It is actually a Lego keychain. This was also interesting because it combined two things that are dear to me – Legos and the Lord of the Rings.
You see, I didn’t have much fancy toys growing up. But I do recall my folks giving me a box of Legos when I was 8 or 9. I think that it was an airplane with a mechanic/pilot. The good thing with Legos is that you can imagine other things to create with the interlocking blocks, provided that you have enough of them at your disposal.
And so a few weeks later, I took apart the airplane and built other things as well. But soon enough, I lost interest in playing my toys too. I would not exactly call it ‘growing up’ but for the lack of a better term to describe it, I probably did.
The Lord of the Rings part came in rather late. I remember that a good friend introduced me to Tolkien back in college, but I only got to read his famous trilogy during my board exam review. When everyone else went home or studied during our one-week break, I engrossed myself with all things Middle-earth.
Well, I am just happy seeing this Orc keychain. This somehow reminded me of the happy memories of my childhood, especially those that have played, in one way or the other, important roles later on in my life.