This post (obviously) discusses my favorite TV shows as a small person.
For all of you nonexistent readers out there who don’t know what a “small person” is, I’ll elaborate after the colon: A small person is a human being who has not existed as many days as a medium or large person.
When I was a very small person, my absolute favorite TV show was Dora the Adventurer. I just couldn’t get enough of it. All of my things were Dora-related, as well. My bed, my backpack, my clothing, my pencils, my toothbrush, my plate, my silverware (which was actually plastic, not silver), my placemat, this cushion thing that I put on my dining chair so I could reach the table, a little chair/couch thing, my bike, my bedspread, my toys, my shoes, my socks, my hair accessories, etc. But then, one day, I decided that I hated Dora more than anything else and I kicked all my Dora-related material possessions down the static escalator.
But before I hated it, I adored it. Back in the olden days, we used this big, boxy television set, not the thin flat screens that small people today get, and I thought that Dora lived in the television and she would come out at specific times to have an adventure.
Dora the Adventurer is one of those small people-shows where the characters ask the TV-watchers for help to answer questions. When I was a small person, I thought that I was actually communicating with Dora and that she really needed me to help her answer the questions. Until one day, when I wasn’t quite sure what the answer to a particular question was and I was still thinking when the allotted time to answer the question ran out and Dora started speaking again. She told me that I was right and that I had done a good job, even though I hadn’t said anything. My small person heart was crushed. Dora couldn’t really hear me. She was a liar. (Although this does not correlate with my future hatred of Dora the Adventurer.)
When I was a slightly less-small person, my favorite TV show was Danny Ghost and after that, it was Generator Dex.