Sunday’s have always been my favorite day of the week. Currently in my 20’s, Sunday are when I get to go to either the farmer’s market or the flea market (two of my favorite activities), lounge at home and read outside with my plants. In my teenage years Sunday was usually the final day of a softball tournament and the deciding day of whether or not I would go home with a trophy. As a child it was the day I got to spend at home with my family just being around the house.
Sunday’s as a little girl would start off with me coming down the stairs, Mama cooking up a storm and Dad reading the newspaper at the table. Breakfast choices were usually chorizo burritos, eggs and bacon or Honey Nut Cheerios. Don’t get me wrong, I am QUEEN of breakfast burritos but sometimes you just want a giant bowl of cereal. I have such lovely memories of sitting at the kitchen table with my Dad, both of us eating our Cheerios, him reading the news and me reading the comics. Granted at four and five years old I couldn’t read a lot of the words but Dad was so patient with me and would help me sound out any words I didn’t know. As I got older the tradition continued (as did my reading capability) but one comic strip always remained my favorite – Peanuts.
I loved Charlie Brown and the gang more than any other comic and couldn’t wait to read the new strip each weekend. Peanuts was created by Charles M. Schulz with a new comic coming out every Sunday. The first strip ran in October 1950, the final in January 2000. If you don’t know anything about Peanuts I’ll sum it up in a nutshell: Peanuts revolves around a group of children (Charlie Brown and his group of friends) as they navigate childhood. They are mostly pictured at school, at home, and playing around the neighborhood. Oh and Charlie Brown has the cutest dog ever created, Snoopy.
Peanuts also has spun off into a few tv movie specials (I watch It’s The Great Pumpkin, Charlie Brown and A Charlie Brown Christmas every single Halloween and Christmas) and one major movie that was released in theaters last November. As a little girl, I loved that the comic was structured around children doing normal kid activities. I was able to read about Charlie Brown forgetting to study for a test in school or Peppermint Patty beating all the boys at their own sport or Lucy ripping the football away from Chuck for the seven thousandth time (it still never gets old). As with many stories, I loved being able to see myself within the narrative. I loved being able to relate.
Even now in 2016 I still love Honey Nut Cheerios. In fact, I just bought two boxes on a 2 for $5 deal at the store last week because WHO passes up a deal like that? No one. Each time I pour myself a bowl in the morning (or even for dinner because cereal for dinner is delicious) I think of Sunday mornings with my Dad and Charlie Brown.
I don’t see much of Charlie anymore because I don’t have a newspaper subscription but when I do it makes my day. Last year, I dragged my best friend to go see the theatrical movie and loved every single second of it. It made me feel like I was a little girl seeing her old friends again after a long time spent apart. Charlie Brown and the gang will always hold a special place in my heart and I am so thankful to Charles M. Schulz for creating such an incredible 50 year long story and for being a small part of my childhood.
Oh, and guess which day we went to see the movie?