The Crayola color cover war

It's not so easy being green, black, white, red, yellow or blue - but together they form a new rainbow. Opinion.

Lila Lowell ,

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My Crayola crayons were in an uproar this morning in my Jerusalem home. They could hardly be contained in their tightly packed box.

Black wanted to dominate because he said he was the most beautiful and anyway, he had had enough of white priviliege, including the fact that chess games traditionally start with a white piece.

This statement caused white to turn even whiter, almost fainting because she always thought she was the most beautiful.

Red challenged because she argued, more people in the world are Red Communists and so she should have the most prestige and the most prominent position in the crayon box.

Then Green complained about unfairness. He was green with envy and he too wanted a turn at dominance and prominence.

This comment incensed purple who indeed turned purple with rage but to no avail.

Suddenly, in a corner of the box, whimpering then crying was heard from Blue who later wailed that never in his life though blue, had he ever felt so marginalized and as blue as now he felt.

Yellow said she had heard enough, she was frightened and wanted to escape the box. What does a yellow do when scared?" she asked. "When scared, we run. I am frightened by all this conflict and want out."

What to do? I lifted the box with all the quarrelsome, competitive crayons and left it outside on a table. The orange Israeli sun, whose light was made up of all the colors in the rainbow, shone hot and bright upon my crayons. They all melted into one indivisible heap. Not a one could be distinguished from another. End of story

Lila Lowell grew up in NYC, earned an MSW and is a licensed certified clinical social worker (LCSW-C). She and her husband followed in their children's footsteps and made aliya from Montreal to Jerusalem 14 years ago. She is active in social welfare and in promoting Jewish Heritage and Zionist projects.