The world may be your oyster, a stage, or one big hospital , it is also a Disney ride. It’s a Small World After All (IaSWAA) can be experienced at each of the five Disney parks  across the world. The ride has been thrilling - and its repetitive and catchy theme song annoying - guests since 1964, when it debuted at the UNICEF pavilion at the New York World’s Fair.
When we say ‘thrilling’, we mean mainly for the up-to-four-year-olds: IaSWAA is a slow, spatter-free boat ride through scenery set to represent the entire world, replete with 300 robotic children singing the eponymous theme song in different languages .
The original ride fit in nicely with the overall theme of the World’s Fair , which was meant to celebrate ‘Man’s Achievement on a Shrinking Globe’. But in fact, IaSWAA’s presence at the Fair was a try-out for Disney; and it proved popular enough to be introduced to Disneyland in 1966 .
The vibrant colours, simple and repetitive music and limited range of doll movements are surely elements of the ride’s continued popularity - especially with Disney’s younger customers. Might it be too much wishful thinking  to presume that its geographic angle is also part of the attraction?
Surely, for many of those tiny visitors, this must be their first introduction to the concept of the 'whole wide world', and its rich diversity of landscapes, languages and peoples. Perhaps this is why the potentially bewildering concept of the world’s vastness is sugarcoated by the reassuring message that it’s a small world after all. And not a huge, violent, incomprehensible and sometimes even downright impolite one.
In this light, IaSWAA can be seen as an important tool for social engineering, nipping xenophobia and jingoism in the bud and imbuing kids at their most impressionable ages with a cosmopolitan outlook on the world . But does it also teach geography worth remembering?
Well, no - unless for its novelty value. Disney’s Small World may be the first ‘global’ experience for many kids, it's not the best possible introduction to the correct layout of the world’s countries and continents. Due to the constraints of the ride, what passes for the world is laid out in a continuous strip, on both banks of a world river, with obvious sacrifices to accuracy.
The world starts in Scandinavia, visitors being greeted by reindeer on hilltops, Nordic folk dancers, and Danish toy soldiers standing guard at Tivoli Gardens.
Make-believe geography has Denmark border France - which must please Henri , the French-born prince consort of the Danish queen. Inevitably, the Eiffel Tower and cancan dancers symbolise the Hexagon; are tourists visiting Paris disappointed when it turns out the boulevards and avenues of the French capital aren't teeming with girls lifting up their skirts to show off their twirling legs?
All this is happening rive droite, while on the left bank of the ride, Tower Bridge , Big Ben and the tower of Parliament compete with Beefeaters  to paint a postcard-perfect picture of London. The metropolitan scenery melts into a few Scottish and Irish clichés (tartan and bagpipes and shamrock and leprechauns, respectively) before transforming seamlessly into Belgium, Holland (tulips and windmills) and Spain and Italy (windmills and Don Quixote, the Leaning Tower of Pisa). Across the water, Germany’s glockenspiel abuts Switzerland’s yodelers and cuckoo clocks.
The second bend brings the boats abruptly from Europe to Asia, avoiding the usual gateway of Istanbul to proceed via Israel (chuppah  wedding), Indonesia and Bali (the Hindu goddess Kali), India (flying carpets and the Taj Mahal) and Thailand (folk dancers) on the left bank, and on the right: Greece (shepherd with pan flute), Russia (cossacks and Red Square), China (pandas and the Great Wall), Japan (Mount Fuji) and Korea.
Past a Torii Gate , Asia suddenly gives way to Africa. Egypt is the only nation clearly distinguished, with the Sphinx and its pyramids; the other exhibits refer to a generalised, generic Africa: lots of wildlife (lions, zebra, monkeys) and straw huts.
A pink elephant marks the border with South America, with Argentina (penguins and gauchos), Brazil (carnival dancers), Chile (llamas) and the rain forest occupying the left bank, and Central America (blue oxen - really?), Mexico (Aztec pyramids, sombreros) and more rain forest on the other side.
The penultimate section transports the visitors to the South Pacific, showing off Hawaii’s hula dancers, Australia’s marsupials (koalas, kangaroos and suchlike), and the drummers and dancers of New Guinea, Polynesia and Tahiti.
The last section is the grand finale, a resumé of what went before: dolls of all nations sing together in harmony, from Russian boys to Thai girls; French cancan girls and a few other famous stereotypes  make a second appearance.
Exiting IaSWAA, impressionable young minds have learnt a thing or two about the wide, wonderful world we live in: it is replete with a small selection of stereotypes, in three categories: architectural (France equals Eiffel Tower, no Egypt without pyramids), musical (the Spanish love flamenco dancing, bagpipes are typically Scottish), and natural (India is filled with tigers, Holland with tulips); music is the universal language; and beneath their exotic veneer, people (or at least Disney’s mechanical dolls) are really just all the same.
Oh, and Australia borders Hawaii, Holland is next to Spain, and Thailand is just across the water from Japan...
 Heinrich Heine: "Das Leben ist eine Krankheit, die ganze Welt ein Lazarett, und der Tod ist unser Arzt." (Life is a disease, the whole world one big hospital, and death is our doctor). Try to make a ride out of that, Mr Disney!
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 If our sources are correct: English, Spanish, Japanese, Italian, and Swedish.
 The third, and as yet last World’s Fair to be held in New York (1853, 1939 and 1964), on the same grounds in Queens that hosted the previous one.
 The later versions of IaSWAA introduced at the other Disney parks are essentially copies of the original in Anaheim, with small alterations: the Paris version has German and Arabic versions of the song, and a separate room for North America; the Hong Kong version has Tagalog, Cantonese and Mandarin versions of the song, and an larger Asia section; the Tokyo version has the song in Japanese.
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