We’ve been having a lot of fun in history lately!
Today we took a field trip (along with Grandma and Aunt Donna) to Independence Hall in Buena Park. I remember visiting this place when I was in elementary school. We have been learning all about the birth of the U.S.A by reading, reading and reading tons of books about the signing of the Declaration of Independence, the Revolutionary War, Benjamin Franklin,George Washington, Thomas Jefferson, Paul Revere, John Hancock, Betsy Ross (just to name a few) and the men and women who started our nation. So a little trip on a beautiful day to Independence Hall was a great way to cap off our studies. (Also… we have begun to study the individual states of the U.S. and just happened to be studying Pennsylvania this week! )
I have to tell you a little bit about how we stepped back in time today…
When we got there, we walked into the building and saw the bell.
The building was quiet and as far as we knew, it seemed like we were the only ones there. As we were reading the inscription and looking around the room, a side door opened and out walked…. BENJAMIN FRANKLIN! (There was a school field trip and presentation taking place in the next room.) I think we caught him a little off guard… but he was so kind to stay in character and chat with my girls. They seemed a little star-struck…. I mean come on…. IT’S BENJAMIN FRANKLIN!!!! We have been learning all about him!!
When he left, my girls were kind of in a state of shock… and it wasn’t until later in the afternoon, that I realized… they didn’t fully understand that we were talking to a man “pretending” to be Mr. Franklin. They were actually pretty convinced that we had met the man himself.
I love this inscription on the wall.
The people working there were so kind to give us extra tidbits of info.
The girls especially loved this old coin machine.
We listened to an audio presentation in the room below and imagined we were there at the signing of the Declaration of Independence. I got chills thinking about the intense weight that these men carried… knowing that the future of their families and the generations
to come were resting on their votes, thinking of them
weighing the costs and choosing freedom….
knowing that they would first have to pay a price.
Afterwards we walked across the street and had Knott’s Berry Farm’s famous fried chicken for lunch.
I had my lunch to-go… as in I ate my lunch while chasing a certain 2 year old who had been strapped in a stroller and really on his best behavior. This picture shows you a little of how four kids has made me a little more “lax” and willing to choose my battles. Battle number 1… do I force him to SIT and eat when he is stir crazy and tired…. NO. Battle number 2… do I fight him to put on shoes… or just let him run in socks…… I threw away the socks. The Revolutionary War was a war worth fighting… making my son sit for fried chicken? Not really.
A good day in being out and a great day in learning!