Yesterday I went with Bethany's class on a field trip to a place where they reenact the settlement days of the mid-1800s. There were probably a few dozen little structures inhabited by characters from the past who explained their way of life to the visitors while doing demonstrations and hands-on activities. We got to visit nine of them. They were thoroughly engaging!
We went to see the officers of the Scottish Highland Regiment. After his friend the major had taught the kids how to march properly (kind of), the colonel here showed them what a lock, stock, and barrel were, and then how to use their weapons. You could hear his shots going off throughout the day. I think he was having a little too much fun.
This is Ole Olesen. He just got off the boat from Norway, and told us about why he chose to leave Norway, and how the family selected what items they put into their one trunk. The husband got to pack first because otherwise his wife wouldn't leave room to pack the tools. He held the kids spellbound, and kept the grownups laughing.
This cook from the trading post, along the blacksmith and others, helped transport us back to the time when life was consumed with the basics, and chided us for our