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Send us Fan MailNARRATOR:In the museum, toys do not age the way people age.They don’t get older, exactly.They get… remembered.And on the last nights of December, the museum feels like a giant attic— full of objects that once felt brand new…and now feel like proof that time is real.NIGHT WATCHMAN (to mic, mock-host):Good evening, ladies and gentlemen, and welcome to Late Night at the Toy Museum—Tonight we’re approaching New Year’s.That magical time when everybody vows to “turn a page”…even though most of us haven’t finished the last chapter and are actively using the book as a coaster.And speaking of turning pages—Ladies and gentlemen—please welcome… Etch A Sketch!“Tonight’s featured toy didn’t start in America. It started in France, in the late 1950s,  My first name was the Magic Screen—and in 1959 I wasNIGHT WATCHMAN (to mic):WatchmenSo, basically… our guest is European royalty.ETCH A SKETCH (light French accent, offended-proud):Mais oui. I am not “a red toy.” I am ze Magic Screen. I am art… contained politely in plastic.NIGHT WATCHMAN:Contained politely… with two knobs.ETCH A SKETCH:Two dials. One for horizon… one for destiny. Try to keep up, mon ami.I accept your applause, your awe, and your immediate apology for ever calling me “that red thing.”NIGHT WATCHMAN:He’s already offended. We’re going to have a great night.ETCH A SKETCH:I am not offended.I am… misunderstood.I am an instrument. A gallery. A discipline.A tiny rectangle of destiny.NIGHT WATCHMAN:A tiny rectangle of destiny with two knobs.Support the showThank you for experiencing Celebrate Creativity.