Where have you been? Where are you going? And why?
Okay, some context is needed before this week’s quotation. I spent this week in Washington, D.C. on an educational trip. We hit just about everything possible in 3.5 days. Seriously, almost every monument…Jefferson, Lincoln, Roosevelt, WWII, Vietnam, etc. We made it to Mount Vernon, the Smithsonian museum, and the brand new Newseum, which is awesome by the way. We even squeezed in 5 innings of an Orioles game, which actually kind of felt like a minor league game (only a couple thousand fans and the concession stand ran out of peanuts! what kind of professional stadium runs out of peanuts?). So anyway, on the very first day we wait 35 minutes to stroll through the National Archives. Towards the end of our time in the golden dome, I’m standing perhaps forty feet from the trinity of America’s foundation: the Declaration of Independence, the Bill of Rights, and the Constitution of the United States of America. About this time I turn to one of our students who’s seemingly hung herself on the wall, becoming one with it’s paintings. Then, the amazingly she/the bored-to-death wall speaks to me,
Sir, I don’t know where you and the other teachers get the idea that this stuff is actually interesting to us.
Oh boy. It was said kindly. And respectfully. But dear George, we still have three days left of touring.