While daydreaming in yet another mandatory staff training session I was introduced to thunks. “What on earth are thunks?” I hear you say. Well, after a little surreptitious googling under the desk I discovered thunks are ‘Questions to make your brain go ouch!’ If you gloss over the questionable grammar and creative spellings they are quite an addictive read and I did feel my brain go ouch on several occasions. Here are some of my favourite thunks:
Can you taste clouds?
When does a wood become a forest?
Do fish get thirsty?
Would a crow give distances ‘as a human walks’?
Is a hole a thing?
Does a sandwich need bread?
What is the speed of dark?
Do we all see the same colours? How would we know?
The site reminded me of the barrage of questions I face every day from my little ones. They are most definitely expert thunkers with the ability to make the most patient brain go ouch. My four year old wakes up thunking, thunks continuously throughout the day then falls asleep midthunk. Four year old thunkers make the assumption that mum has the answer to every conceivable thunk. I have always tried to give honest answers to my children (with selective half truths about tooth fairies and Father Christmas) but sometimes I’m completely stumped; out-thunked by a four year old!
Please comment if you have answers for my inquisitive rascals. Here are some of their recent thunks:
If a ladybird lost all its spots would it still be a ladybird?
Can you feel a rainbow?
Why does green have so many colours?
If I shout loudly in my dream can you hear me in your dream?
What colour is air?
What is the point of slugs?
Do robots like cheese?
If I ate a cushion would I be more comfy?
If an orange is orange why is a banana not called a yellow?
If I close my eyes can the light still see me?
Of course there are some standard out-thunked answers I churn out after a moment of bemused pondering: ‘Oh, I bet your dad will know the answer to that.’ This is usually in retaliation for the many occasions he’s redirected a complicated thunk at me. And ‘That’s something you’ll learn when you’re as old as me.’ usually reserved for those tricky coming of age questions.
As writers I think we’re all secret thunkers. They usually occur at some ungodly hour or when we should be doing something more productive. What are your thunks?
You can check out other people’s thunks at: www.thunks.co.uk