I write today to honor a coterie of my sixth grade girls, the creators and citizens of Unicornlandia, a country replete with unicorns, of course, as well as double rainbows, random jet packs, and boasting its own sneaky villain named Eli.
Unicornlandia embodies the spirit and imagination of a group of young women not in a rush to grow up. Unicornlandia allows for mirth and silliness as well as precious time for creative play. This country encourages collaboration, as many girls contribute to its foundation and fill many a composition notebook with their country’s lore, mostly involving how a group of flying, glittery Pegasus/unicorn hybrids, accompanied by girls in jet packs, foil the nefarious plots of Eli and restore order to the force.
We read and hear so much in the media about girls wanting to grow up too fast, to experiment with adult clothing, music, activities, and about these young women hurting, being lonely and isolated. Unicornlandia is different. No one has a body image disturbance, a cell phone, Instagram, a bullying problem. Everyone is valued and loved, even Eli, who is much more Dennis the Menace than Draco Malfoy.
Imagine my surprise when these damsels present me with an enormous paper crown, complete with glitter glue rainbows and fat marker stars, as well as a similarly decorated scroll proclaiming me the “Queen of Unicornlandia.”
“Queen of Unicornlandia” might seem silly on those days when I am preoccupied with appointments, bills, chores, and all the detritus that accompanies adulthood, but in a larger sense, this charge is both significant and noble. If I can help protect childhood, innocence, creativity and adventure, I have a glorious kingdom indeed!
So, citizens of Unicornlandia, this “crown” is for you, inspired by you and your bright spirit!