By Margaret Wise Brown, Illustrated by Alice & Martin Provensen.
Ok… mom swears this is her favorite book and that as a child this book inspired her to be an artist. But I have some concerns about this seemingly innocent little story. For example:
“Once there were two color kittens with green eyes, Brush and Hush. They liked to mix and make colors by splashing one color into another. They had buckets and buckets and buckets and buckets of color to splash around with. Out of these colors they would make all the colors in the world.
Did OSHA know about all this paint? Did they have government approved paint storage cabinets for this stuff?
The buckets had the colors written on them, but of course the kitten’s couldn’t read.
Must have gone to California public schools.
They had to tell by the colors. ‘It is very easy,’ said Brush. ‘Red is red. Blue is blue.’ said Hush. But they had no green. ‘No green paint!’ said Brush and Hush. And they wanted green paint of course, because nearly every place they liked to go was green. Green as cats’ eyes. Green as grass. By streams of water. Green as glass. So they tried to make some green paint.
For one thing… cats don’t see colors all that well. Our eyes are made for spotting movement. Plus we’re nearsighted. We see moving things that are close enough for us to grab and kill like mice. Not sitting around staring at streams of water.
Brush mixed red paint and white paint together - and what did that make? It didn’t make green. But it made pink. Pink as pigs. Pink as toes. Pink as a rose. Or a baby’s nose.
Pink! Isn’t that just sweet. I think Brush was a little light in the loafers.
Then Hush mixed yellow and red together, and it made orange. Orange as an orange tree. Orange as a bumblebee. Orange as the setting sun. Sinking slowly in the sea. The kittens were delighted, but it didn’t make green.
Then they mixed red and blue together - and what did that make? It didn’t make green. It made a deep dark purple. Purple as violets. Purple as prunes. Purple as shadows on late afternoons. Still no green!
All this color mixing brings to mind something that’s always bugged me. I’m sure some techno-nerd can answer this… In school (back when still they actually had art class in school) kids are taught that the primary colors are red, blue and yellow. That all other colors come from some mixture of these three colors. Then comes television, and computer monitors and we’re told that red, green and blue are the primary colors. What the heck? Someone explain this please?
And then…
O wonderful kittens! O Brush! O Hush! At last, almost by accident, the kittens poured a bucket of blue and a bucket of yellow together, and it came to pass that they made a green as green as grass. Green as green leaves on a tree. Green as islands in the sea.
The little kittens were so happy with all the colors they had made that they began to paint everything around them. They painted… Green leaves and red berries, and purple flowers and pink cherries. Red tables and yellow chairs, black trees with golden pears.
Then the kittens got so excited they knocked their buckets upside down and all the colors ran together.
Back to OSHA…in 1949 when this book was written no one had ever heard of acrylic or latex paint. Every can of paint in your garage had lead, titanium oxide, lacquer thinner, xylene and a host of other cancer causing ingredients in it. Now days if you so much as spit in the gutter you end up with the Hazmat people all over you. Yet these little Jackson Pollock wannabes are spilling gallons of the stuff all over the countryside?
Yellow, red, a little blue and a little black…and that made brown. Brown as a tugboat, brown as an old goat, brown as a beaver. BROWN. And in all that brown, the sun went down. It was evening and colors began to disappear in the warm dark night.
The kittens fell asleep in the warm dark night with all their colors out of sight and as they slept they dreamed their dream - A wonderful dream of a red rose tree that turned all white when you counted three…One…Two..Three. Of a purple land in a pale pink sea, where apples fell from a golden tree. And then a world of Easter eggs that danced about on little short legs. And they dreamed of a mouse, a little gray mouse that danced on a cheese that was big as a house. And a green cat danced with a little pink dog, till they all disappeared in a soft gray fog.
Did I mention paint fumes? These cat clearly were sniffing too much of their green paint.
And suddenly Brush woke up and Hush woke up. It was morning. they crawled out of bed into a big bright world. The sky was wild with sunshine. The kittens were wild with purring and pouncing - Pounce Pounce Pounce. They got so pouncey they knocked over the buckets and all the colors ran out together. There were all the colors in the world and the color kittens had made them. Sing Ho for the color of Brush. Sing Ho for the color of Hush. Sing Ho for the color of Brush and Hush. Sing Ho for the color of color. Now hush!”
In the mid 1950s, many Americans were asking themselves: Why can’t Johnny read? In a Life magazine article, Pulitzer Prize-winning author John Hersey maintained that American children couldn’t read because their classroom primers were boring and “antiseptic” and could not compete with cartoons, comics, and other more fun and interesting stimuli, so he challenged Theodor Geisel, a.k.a Dr. Seuss, to write a story “first graders wouldn’t be able to put down.” And that’s just what Dr. Seuss did, using a vocabulary of only 236 words. In 1957, Random House published The Cat in the Hat and those 236 words revolutionized the way children learn to read. 
