Six Months to The Gettysburg Address

This one was a toughie!

The big kid started memorizing "The Gettysburg Address" in May, lost interest, got re-inspired in June after our trip to Gettysburg and memorized most of it, lost interest again, half-heartedly kept plugging away at it at my insistence, got re-inspired to really work at it so that she could recite it as her entry into Mr. Craft Knife's extended family's Thanksgiving Day talent show, recited most of it but skipped a tricky couple of lines (Lincoln really loved to stack those clauses!), tried to call it a day's work since it had been both mostly memorized and publicly performed, nevertheless bullied those last couple of tricky lines into her head as I told her to do, and then finally, FINALLY...

...MEMORIZED IT!

I won't say that she loves it (after working that hard at it for that long, she kind of understandably loathes it), but she does know it, can translate it, understands it, and can contextualize it for you if you ask her nicely.

And you know what? I'm gonna go ahead and call it: one day she WILL love it again. One day she'll be teaching a history class of her own, or running for office, or, more likely, chatting up a nice someone-or-other in a bar somewhere, and she'll pull some relevant section of "The Gettysburg Address" up out of her memory and use it, thoughtfully. She may or may not include the story of how her mean mother made her first memorize it at the age of nine, but she will definitely, after all that time, at least not be mad that I did it.

And if she can also work in how she knows all the presidents in chronological order, so much the better!

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