Pens Week: At the End of Its Shaft

Pens Week is concluding & I'm realizing it's been much more of a "Writing Implement" Week. Nonetheless, it seems appropriate to conclude with a nod to a favorite item of mine. It's synonymous to today's "Undo" button, located directly to the left of every "Redo" button. That would be these.

I had a love/hate relationship with this variety. See, I've always found it quite bizarre that, especially when using a No. 2 pencil, there was so much pencil, & so little eraser. Yeah, yeah, I know, I know, we're not supposed to be making an equivalent amount of errors to our work all the while we're accomplishing...though when we're in grade school that can be exactly how it seems.

I loved them because, when the pencil's initial eraser had diminished, I could cap the bare spot with it; there in lies the love part. The hate part is that these erasers have a strange pointedness to them at the tip-top; I could never figure out why they were designed in such a way. They'd start out, in what is my opinion, to be too long - therefore wobbling plenty whenever initially getting used - then, finally, they'd be at just. the. right. spot. like these are (or, at least they appear to be from the image) - before getting wasted away & needing a replacement all their own. And, if we didn't have extras on hand, then we'd resort to scrubbing away our mishaps & mistakes with the portion covering the side of the pencil, where the metal rests underneath. The section of the "add-on" is designed as a connection between pencil & new attachment, though I've near the "scratch, scratch" of many of the sides of those erasers getting their full use & meeting up with that small metallic area.

Just like the next house down we had one or two of these sprinkled in convenient drawers throughout the floors of our house. Almost in an I.C.E., or In Case of Emergency, set up. I believe Dad had, along with these, a few of these, stored in his work briefcase. They're the kind where, when used, they don't leave any blemishes behind. They must have been more expensive (like this 😂😋), which is why they were only available to Dad (which he'd have received from work & not from the family budget).

When we'd be working on a school assignment, & then discover a major blunder to rub away, Dad would typically retrieve one of these from his briefcase in order that we'd have less confusion from any marks less behind if we'd just used one of these. Our papers would be left much cleaner & we might just be put into a better [read: more hopeful] studying mood by Dad's overall spirit of zest, "Hey... Look at that! Doesn't that look nice?!" Which would've been Dad gloating over his handiwork on making out assignment paper look as good as new [read: never-been-used 😂]. While he smiled like this 😀 - his eyes really wide & with a smile all their own & he'd be shaking his head up & down, basically encouraging our agreeing nod - as we'd just roll our eyes (& try not to let him see our potentially growing smile).

In our family's quest to reuse & recycle (well beyond the initial meaning of the slogan itself), our using these along with these & these as well as this meant that we'd be early & often to recycle our retractable writing implements. 😁


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