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Hello, Stanford Tree!
Follow the Stanford Tree around the campus of the Stanford University in this fun and beautifully illustrated hardcover children's book. Read along as the Stanford Tree stops at some of Stanford's most beloved landmarks before arriving at the stadium for a football game. A great book for Stanford fans of any age!
Hardcover
First published October 26, 2009
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Aimee Aryal
130 books2 followersAimee Aryal Publishes children’s books about the mascots of college and professional sporting teams as the publisher of Mascot Books.
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August 14, 2013
What a metaphysical and philosophical tour de force this book was. While the ostensible plot is quite quotidian, nearly naturalist in its spartan simplicity, the implications of the meta-narrative are important to consider. Is Stanford Tree what it appears, a googly eyed non-mascot traipsing around a Stanford campus. Or a neo-Everyman, wrought with existential angst, and forced to display a pleasing facade while the Academy and all it stands for looms around it.
Perhaps Stanford Tree is really us, bereft of guidance, surrounded by infantile, meaningless, and repetitive encounters. We follow our script and seek the comfort of the familiar. Each time a passerby says "Hello Stanford Tree", they are negating themselves and any chance for growth or meaningful dialogue with our dendriform protagonist.
Upon completion, the most important questions were still unasked. Who is Stanford Tree? Why is s/he/it walking around Stanford University's campus regaling everyone with a jolly hello? And who are we, to witness the essential ritual repeated - Ouroboros arise! - without insight into a deep, magnificent, and well nigh fractal soul that is Stanford Tree.
Perhaps Stanford Tree is really us, bereft of guidance, surrounded by infantile, meaningless, and repetitive encounters. We follow our script and seek the comfort of the familiar. Each time a passerby says "Hello Stanford Tree", they are negating themselves and any chance for growth or meaningful dialogue with our dendriform protagonist.
Upon completion, the most important questions were still unasked. Who is Stanford Tree? Why is s/he/it walking around Stanford University's campus regaling everyone with a jolly hello? And who are we, to witness the essential ritual repeated - Ouroboros arise! - without insight into a deep, magnificent, and well nigh fractal soul that is Stanford Tree.
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