The Little Bunny from Goodnight Moon Accepts an Award
First of all, I must thank the comb. And the brush! And my God, the bowl full of mush! My warriors. My champions. This award will be next to you on the bedside table VERY soon.
And thanks to the Great Green Room for giving our little ensemble a place to work, to play, to be.
To my fellow nominees, I wish I could go back and tell myself, as an even littler bunny, that someday I’d be in the same category as Madeline from Madeline and Poop from Everybody Poops.
Speaking of legends, when I told the quiet old lady whispering “hush” what an honor it was to work with her, guess what she whispered? Yeah. Now, THAT’S humility.
And the picture of the cow jumping over the moon: You ARE art. Literally.
Now, there were rumors about the young mouse and me not getting along, so let’s put those to rest right now: Goodnight, rumors!
Little toy house? More like little toy home. And where are the three little bears sitting on chairs? Stand up, my loves! See? They can also do that.
I was so inspired by the pair of mittens. They carved out their own moments on every page. Everyone, go back and read the book just for the mittens—whole different experience.
The telephone didn’t ring once. Truly a fearless protector of the process.
And when things got heavy, the two little kittens were there to remind us, “Hey, we’re not operating Mike Mulligan’s steam shovel here. This is supposed to be fun.”
Who else? Ah, the red balloon. You showed an entertainment industry that wants red balloons to be creepy, or at the very least French, that you can also just be in a corner.
I’d be kicking myself if I didn’t use this platform for the greater good, and my legs are VERY powerful. So this sleepy bunny is gonna wake you all up to the dangers of fracking. In her seminal environmental work Silent Spring, Rachel Carson wrote—
Aaaand there’s the “wrap-it-up” music. Heard it a second before the rest of you ’cause of the ears. Who’m I forgetting? Thank you, “Nobody”! You are just the opposite! Thank you, stars! Thank you, air! Thank you, noises everywhere!
And Gregory McKnight at UTA.
Okay, that’s enough. Me, go to bed!