So today, we finally got to go on our much anticipated field trip to the cemetery with my class that is researching the history of our town. The kids were adorned with donuts upon arrival and believed that the donuts made the field trip 100% worth waking up early for today. Everyone partnered up and we combed the land for an hour finding unique and interesting things that could help add to our small but growing (pretend) book of information. For the first time, I finally found the gravesite of the founder of the cemetery. As I flipped through the photos that I was able to take today, I realized that we share Nov. 7th in common. He passed away on my birthday... only 120 years earlier. Little things like this make it even more interesting to me. I can't wait to see all of the pictures my students took and hear all of the stories of things they found.
One other note from the experience:
One of the parents came with us on the field trip and we partnered up to walk around. While we were walking, she shared about her and her child going to interview the city leaders to find out more information on our town. She said the city couldn't believe we were doing something so interesting and important. She said the city has just been empty handed on how to share the towns history that they knew so little about.
Its comments like this that give me hope that even though we aren't finding tons of information, every little bit is so important and will be cherished!
A wife, mother, teacher, life-long learner and an avid runner.