If you love ancient history, archaeology, and anything to do with Mesopotamia, (and you happen to be in Chicago), this museum is well worth the sweat and blood to find a parking spot! Actual walls and ancient artifacts from as far as Egypt, Israel, and Babylon. A very impressive feat in transporting 40 ton sculptures across the ocean!
This is the museum I placed on my itinerary when I was planning another trip to the middle east and I saw a flight layover in Chicago. Fortunately, I ended up being in Chicago for a convention earlier this year and was able to sneak by.
I'm sharing this, because I know people who actually went to school here, or they have lived in Chicago their entire life and have never heard of the museum!
Monday, October 7, 2013
Saturday, October 5, 2013
We're HUMAN.
We had several hundred students tour the farm yesterday. While answering their
questions, one boy said, "How did those pioneers do their
dishes?"
I pointed out, "THOSE pioneers were OUR ancestors. We ALL had ancestors that lived without electricity and running water."
The boy shook his head and said, "not me. MY ancestors were animals."
I thought he was joking. He repeated himself, "my ancestors weren't people, they were animals."
Another boy piped up, "They EVOLVED!"...
A look must have crossed over my face, as the teacher wrapped her arms around him protectively and explained to the boy, "not everyone shares the same beliefs..."
I looked into the boy's eyes, wondering what I saw... Sadness? Emptiness? I couldn't figure it out.
Restoring the boy's dignity, I replied, "your ancestors were HUMAN."
Ignoring the look of the teacher, I said more firmly to the boy, "YOUR ANCESTORS WERE HUMAN!"
I pointed out, "THOSE pioneers were OUR ancestors. We ALL had ancestors that lived without electricity and running water."
The boy shook his head and said, "not me. MY ancestors were animals."
I thought he was joking. He repeated himself, "my ancestors weren't people, they were animals."
Another boy piped up, "They EVOLVED!"...
A look must have crossed over my face, as the teacher wrapped her arms around him protectively and explained to the boy, "not everyone shares the same beliefs..."
I looked into the boy's eyes, wondering what I saw... Sadness? Emptiness? I couldn't figure it out.
Restoring the boy's dignity, I replied, "your ancestors were HUMAN."
Ignoring the look of the teacher, I said more firmly to the boy, "YOUR ANCESTORS WERE HUMAN!"