Cookie Monster is brave and confident. He doesn’t care that he can’t use his eyes together. He’s content with eating cookies, and eating hubcaps, and eating plates. Cookie Monster doesn’t go to the pediatric ophthalmologist if there was an ophthalmologist’s office on Sesame Street, somewhere between Mr. Hooper’s Store, and Big Bird’s Nest, and the stoop with emerald green doors. And even if he did go, Cookie Monster wouldn’t care about the doctor’s explanation as to why in so many instances, in so many episodes of the show, Cookie Monster leads with his furry hands, always reaching out and following his reach, bringing things toward him.
"An Essay Concerning Human Understanding,"
Booth: Vol. 4
, Article 5.
Retrieved from: https://digitalcommons.butler.edu/booth/vol4/iss3/5