Life Lessons from Movies

Horton Hears a Who!

In Fantasy, Movies on July 30, 2013 at 6:40 PM

Horton Hears a Who! (1970) is an animated fantasy based on the book by Dr. Seuss and directed by Chuck Jones about an elephant that protects Whoville, a microscopic world, from danger, but finds himself being attacked for it by everyone in his community because they cannot see or hear the tiny world. Meanwhile, Dr. H. Hoovey (Hans Conried), professor of science in Whoville and Horton’s friend, struggles to convince his fellow residents that there is a larger world outside their own.

Life Lesson:

“Every effort counts, no matter how small and insignificant it may seem.”

Movie Scene:

Narrator: “Through the town raced Doc Hoovey, from east to the west. But everyone seemed to be doing his best. Everyone seemed to be yapping or yipping. Everyone seemed to be beeping or bipping. But it wasn’t enough, all this ruckus and roar. He had to find someone to help him make more. […] In the Fairfax Apartments, apartment 12-J, behind an umbrella stand, hidden away, he discovered a very small shirker named Jo-Jo. Standing. Just standing. And bouncing a yo-yo. Not making a sound. Not a yip, not a chirp. […]”

Dr. H. Hoovey: “Make a yip. Make a yopp. Can’t you yip? Can’t you yopp?”

Jo-Jo: “I just don’t know, sir. I never have tried.”

Dr. H. Hoovey: “You better try soon or you’re going to be fried.”

Jo-Jo: “Well, sir, I think I’ll try a yip. On second thought, sir, I think I’ll try a yopp. Yopp!”

Narrator: “And that yopp… That one small extra yopp put it over! Finally, at last! From that speck on that clover their voices were heard, ringing clear through the air. The people had spoken, no matter how small. And their whole world was saved by the smallest of all.”

  1. This story is similar in essence to the William Blake poem “The Fly” from Songs of Experience (1795).

    Little Fly,
    Thy summer’s play
    My thoughtless hand
    Has brushed away.

    Am not I
    A fly like thee?
    Or art not thou
    A man like me?

    For I dance
    And drink and sing,
    Till some blind hand
    Shall brush my wing.

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