I never have figured out what the whole New Perspective on Paul deal is all about, but the phrase sure sounds catchy. And I really haven’t been looking for ANY sort of perspective on the mall, but today I got one, from my six-year-old son.
In general, I try to avoid the mall like the plague. I’m not sure when I was last in the mall before today. I decided to go today because it was my daughter’s 5th birthday, and she has a favorite store in our (sort of) local mall–The Playmobil Store. When we first moved to Central Florida, my kids didn’t care about Disney or any of the other expensive theme parks and museums. They were thrilled to spend an hour or two at the Playmobil Store playing with the dollhouses and farm and zoo and grocery store and airport sets.
We haven’t been in a while and my daughter agreed that this would be a fun place to go on her birthday. So we drove the hour to get there and even picked up a friend on the way only to find out when we arrived that, POOF, the Playmobil store has totally disappeared! My daughter was a very good sport and was very happy playing in the mall playplace we discovered wandering around looking for a mall map, just in case the store had been relocated (it hadn’t been. It was truly gone.)
But before that change of plans, we had to walk through a Dillards, which had the nearest main entrance to the part of the mall where Playmobil used to be. My son was in awe in the department store: “Mom, there’s something for $99.00!” As we walked a little further we saw a sign for shoes for $135 and then more for $175. Mind you, I’ve just quit shopping at the local Goodwill thrift store because I thought the prices were getting too high. (Which pretty much leaves us with yard sales for finding what we need. It’s a good thing we have yard sales year round in Florida 🙂 ) With that background information about our shopping habits, perhaps you can imagine the sticker shock he was experiencing.
About halfway through our hike through Dillards, my son says, “Mom, I think this is a store for people who like money.” A few minutes later, after we left that store and entered the main part of the mall, he commented again, “Maybe that store’s too expensive for people to buy from and that’s why there’s so much stuff still in it.” May be. For sure that’s why the stuff we might have gotten is still there!
We saw one other interesting thing in our mall outing–the Christmas photo-op center, instead of having Santa Claus, had Three Kings. It made me a bit sad–I think I like it better when Santa is exploited and commercialized.