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Long, so very long ago when I was in 7th grade, a popular song was “If I Had a Hammer” by Peter, Paul, and Mary. My friends and I were becoming more aware of social and political events, and this song spoke to this new discovery.
We would sing this song non-stop during lunch break until the rest of the class told us/threatened us to stop. But the words still rang and I remembered them for years.
Now, I look at that song and wonder what I would do if I had a hammer.
I am now a realist, where then I was a dreamer.
I am a conservative, where back then I was a pure socialist.
My dreams are more esoteric, where then my dreams seemed unlimited.
What would I do with that dang hammer? Being pragmatic/practical, I would repair the balcony. I would build a fairy play house for my granddaughters. My hammer would be used to smash irritating nails or pots or blocks of rock-hard ice.
What would you do with your own dang hammer? Are you still a dreamer and think of your own hammer metaphorically?