Fine. I admit it. I got all sucked into the spectacle of the James Cameron movie Titanic. But IN MY DEFENSE, I was laid off from corporate America at the time, in my late 20’s with no kids, thus was available to go sit in a dark theater and sob my eyes out when Leonardo DiCaprio sunk to the bottom of the sea. [Several times.] WHO CARES about all that insipid dialogue? Jack and Rose were young and in love.
But moreover, that ship was huge and amazing.
I started to read every single book about the disaster I could find, sucking up all the stories of the people who were on the ship, the ones who survived, the ones who didn’t, and the ones in between.
And kind of tucked all that in my memory banks till about a month ago when Declan and his friend got assigned the Titanic for a class project. The awesomely precocious friend who declared there was no God in Noodles & Company.
This was gonna be good.
All of a sudden, dinner was filled with facts about iron, rivets, death tolls, icebergs, ship hands, bulkheads and Molly Brown. More facts than I EVER learned during my first infatuation with the Titanic.
These kids were like bloodhounds, yo.
So, when Country Financial emailed me that their [free!] roving Titanic exhibit was coming to Colorado, I knew exactly who was coming with us. A huge trailer filled with treasures from the REAL Titanic? Right there in front of our faces? SWEET.
Here’s the thing. Near 7 year olds are bizarre. It is impossible to predict their behavior. Sure, they liked seeing all the cool artifiacts and reading the stories behind them. But their favorite part of the day? Adding up which classes had the most people who died and looking for names they knew among the dead. Oh, and making fart noises all the way home. THAT was a definite highlight. They also turned down the Cheesecake Factory after we were through the exhibit.
What PLANET are they from anyway?