My sons each have a pair of magic socks. The socks are adorned with a picture of Batman and they have the power to make any grown-up who sees them sing: nanananananananananana Batman Batman Batmaaaaaan…
Whether it’s daycare, parents’ friends or the grandparents, these socks never fail to deliver the expected songburst!
For my 3-year-olds, having no cultural connection to the origin of this tune, this automatic response must seem amazing.
It makes me wonder what it would be like if I could own a pair of magic socks myself. What would they look like?
Maybe, upon spotting them on me, my boss would suddenly be prompted to say, “You know what, let me buy you guys lunch. You deserve it, you’ve all worked so hard!”
Or maybe my socks’ superpower would be to make everyone at the supermarket perform an impromptu flash mob dance to the elevator music playing in the background.
Afterwards, the shoppers would be stunned. “I don’t know what went into me!”
But then, someone would turn towards me and notice my socks again, and it would all start all over again. Eventually, I’d just have to politely leave.
(Ps. Did you know that elevator music might soon become personalised? )