When I was in grade five at Parkdale Elementary, the school came up with a school-wide fund-raiser project: students from each grade would submit stories, poems, pictures, some of which would be compiled in a booklet which parents would buy.
I believe I had a poem selected for inclusion. But the surprising thing was that a drawing I made was chosen by Mrs. Ross to be on the cover of the booklet. Surprising because I didn't consider myself an artist at all (class-mate Stephen
MacInnis was the real artist in the school). The drawing, which was a mix of crayon and pastels, was of an Island landscape: water, fields, cliff, etc.
Needless to say, I was flattered.
One day Mrs. Ross told me that since the drawing was a medium of crayon and pastel, it wouldn't copy very well for the numerous booklets we were publishing. We'd have to trace the colourful drawing and use that black and white tracing as the image. No problem, I said. She told me Perry (I forget his last name) would be the tracer, since, apparently, he was very adept at tracing. ??? Ok, no problem, I said.
To celebrate the publication of this booklet, the school organised some type of event to get the parents to the school. Many parents bought a copy of the booklet, and I personally overheard numerous comments on how lovely the picture on the cover was.
How lovely the picture on the cover was, and how smart a boy this Perry must be for coming up with it.
But it's my picture!!
Seems that Perry, when tracing MY PICTURE, signed his name to the tracing. Perhaps the tracing was his artistic interpretation of my original artistic masterpiece, and perhaps he was legally justified to do so, but in my mind, he was a forger.
He received credit and praise for copying my artistic imagination.
In my mind, he stole my glory.
I've hated him ever since that day. My hatred was pure and just. And it still is.
My hatred for Perry went unmatched for many, many years.
Unmatched until I saw that smug prick from the Canadian Tire tv ads. Now, when I see him in the numerous ads he's done hawking Canadian Tire products, my fury and anger bubbles, barely able to be contained. Sometimes I scream at the television.
I just figured out why I have such an adverse reaction to that bearded arsehole. And it's the same reason why I hated Perry so much.
Both of them take credit for other's ideas. The Canadian Tire guy seems to believe, just because he owns and is aware of the various products, and just because he tells his neighbours about them, that he is part of the team that actually comes up with the ideas.
But he's not.
He's just a guy who traces the ideas.