The Opera House

I lived in Sydney, Australia for approximately 2 years aged 3 to 5 years old. While living in Sydney as a child I would see the Opera House on a regular basis. However, after leaving Sydney at 5 years old and returning to my hometown of Perth in Western Australia all I had to remember the Opera House by was my imagination. My imagination would recall the Opera House to look like this. It’s amazing how as children our childlike imagination always remembers things as being much brighter, bigger, bolder and different from what they actually are in reality to make the memory much more exciting and pleasurable to our childlike minds. It’s a great tragedy this amazing gift of childlike imagination is often frowned upon by mass society and therefore dies never to return to our adult life. There’s a famous quote that explains this dilemma perfectly: “Imagination is more important than knowledge. For knowledge is limited, whereas imagination embraces the entire world, stimulating progress, giving birth to evolution.”  Albert Einstein