Monday, March 23, 2020

A Magical Day at the Children's Museum: Anne Frank, Mo Willems, and the Stories that We Tell

One week before our community's pandemic closures began, back when we were still happily anticipating a spring full of field trips, fashion shows, and fun adventures with friends, the kids and I had one more magical day at one of our favorite places in the world, the Children's Museum of Indianapolis.

As usual, it was service learning that led us there:


This was an especially fun activity, and both kids, who worked at a table separate from me, declared that it was one of the favorite activities they've ever led here! At both of our tables, we had lots of die-cuts of living things--people in real colors and people in fun colors, dragons, frogs, bears, etc., along with markers, foam stickers, and sticky-backed googly eyes that were incredibly difficult to separate from their backings.

Small children would wander up, with their adults or with a school group, and I would invite them to "make a character," and tell them that when they were done, I wanted them to tell me all about the character they'd made. The kids would choose a die-cut, settle in with markers and stickers, and one-by-one I'd ask each kid if they wanted googly eyes for their character. If they said yes, I'd ask how many they wanted, and then painstakingly unpeel the backings of that many eyes for them. Normally, it's really important for kids to do their own work, but those backings were practically IMPOSSIBLE to peel. It was bonkers how difficult they were!

When each kid had finished, they were excited to tell me about the character they'd created. I'd ask them to tell me what their character looked like on the outside, and as they did so we'd talk about how that was a physical trait. Then I'd ask them to tell me what their character felt like on the inside, and as they did so we'd talk about how that was a personality trait. Then, if we had time, they could tell me a whole story about their character, and if we didn't have time, I'd remind them that they could tell a story about their character when they were home.

OMG the kids were SO INTO THIS ACTIVITY! I don't know if it was the open-ended nature of the activity, the unusual materials they could access, or the agency they felt in story-telling, but they universally loved the snot out of this activity! And mentoring an activity is always much more fun when the kids are into it, so it turned out to be a terrific way to spend our morning.

We generally volunteer in the mornings, so afterward our tradition is to eat our packed lunch in the museum's big cafeteria. We do get an employee discount, but even with that the food is too expensive to justify three entire lunches every time we go, so we bring our lunch, but we always bring something that requires a bounty of condiments, because one notable fact about the Children's Museum is that its condiments bar hosts EVERY CONDIMENT. I'm talking ranch dressing. I'm talking honey mustard. I'm talking barbecue sauce. I'm talking hot sauce!

Seriously, it's, like, our favorite thing. You haven't lived until you've gotten up early to bake frozen chicken strips, put them in a Children's Museum-branded lunch bag, and eaten them cold with fourteen different dipping sauces.

Ugh, I'm craving it right now!

After lunch, we've generally got a few items on our museum to-do list before we make the drive back home. On this day, there was a brand-new exhibit on Mo Willems to explore!

Here is my favorite Mo Willems book:



Here is my second-favorite Mo Willems book:



I'm not as into the Elephant and Piggy series, but the kids definitely blew through them all when they were each learning to read. And yep, we sat in the museum gallery's reading area and blew through them all again.

And then learned to draw them for ourselves!


Will is smiling like a brat in this photo because in the video Mo Willems has just said, "Write your name on your drawing," and she has done so:


Most of this gallery is geared to the very young, but one of the many terrific things about the Children's Museum is that the galleries always include awesome stuff to educate and engage big people, too. Check out this exhibit of Mo Willems' original sketches for his books!


Syd was VERY interested to learn that he uses charcoal pencil for these sketches. He must be a very tidy artist, and we want to know how he avoids smudging charcoal all over his paper!


Fun side fact: Mo Willems is currently a Kennedy Center artist-in-residence, and during the pandemic he's putting out a daily series of videos. There's some cool how-to-draw stuff, but also really interesting inside info about his creative process and how he makes his art:



After Mo Willems, we of COURSE had to visit the dinosaurs--



--and then we made another visit to Anne Frank. The kids are currently working on a short study of her for this monthly patch program through Girl Scouts of Central Illinois, and of course I've used the patch as an excuse to also review the Holocaust through the lens of personal accounts of child victims, and to incorporate a diary-writing practice. Old or young, in circumstances ordinary or extraordinary, we own our own stories and we have the power to tell them. 

The kids and I have had a lot of conversations about what makes people like Anne Frank or Eva Kor ordinary, and what makes them extraordinary (and as I write this, it's just now occurred to me to make the connection between this and the character trait activity that we led on this day!), and I'm always interested to see how visiting the same exhibit we've been visiting for the kids' whole lives, but with a new focus in our minds, leads us to notice different things. This, for instance, is possibly the first time I've noticed this particular photo, in which a young Anne Frank is attending a Montessori school much like, if you count the beads and bead cabinet you can clearly see--


--the Montessori school my own kids attended for a time. 

It's important not to do any tale-telling about what I see and hear when the kids and I are on duty, but here we were just guests, and so I feel free to tell you that while we were all sitting on benches in Anne's exhibit, watching a short documentary on her life, a child sitting in front of us turned to her adult during a scary part of the film and asked, "Does Anne die?"

Friends, that adult said, literally, and I quote, "No, Anne doesn't die."

I gasped in horror! That's... I mean... that's so not right! I would have said something right then and there except that I've seen this little documentary a dozen or more times, and so I was watching the kid more than the film when it came to the part where the narrator explains how Anne and Margot die. The kid made a noise when the narrator said that, and shot her head around to give a betrayed look to her adult, but her adult was across the room on her phone and so didn't see it.

The second-to-last thing that we always do at the Children's Museum is ride the carousel:


And the last thing that we do is wander the gift shop. I don't normally have a lot of patience for gift shops, but this one is legitimately cool--they deliberately vary their stock so they're always adding new things, like this authentic made-in-Greece Greek dress that Syd talked me into buying for her by telling me that she'd wear it all the time AND use it as part of her Halloween costume this year:

In this photo I'm making her hold my ouzo because it's also Greek...
I never buy myself anything (but if you want to buy me a museum-branded hoodie and a messenger bag, feel free!), but I do take pictures of books that I'm going to request from the public library as soon as it opens again:


I love these magical days at the museum. I love connecting in ever-new ways with a place that we've been visiting since my girls were very small. I love working with children, and the challenge of mentoring a brand-new-to-all-of-us activity for a revolving cast of kiddos. I love our traditions of dipping sauces and carousel horses, and keeping track of how many people we tell the location of the nearest bathroom to.

I'm really, really, really looking forward to getting back there.

Thursday, March 19, 2020

Homeschool Science: Field Trip to a Single-Stream Recycling Material Recovery Facility

Because we haven't spent quite enough time studying trash yet!

I don't know if you've ever thought about it before, but how our communities handle municipal solid waste is really fascinating, and it makes a terrific study for science or civics. For Will, this field trip is part of her AP Environmental Science study, specifically Unit 8: Aquatic and Terrestrial Pollution. For Syd, this is part of her Honors Biology study, specifically CK-Biology Chapter 12: Communities and Populations.

This is Ray's Trash Service, a single-stream recycling service in Indianapolis:


That's not to say that they don't take any sorted material at all--here's where they receive baled recyclables from some businesses:


Did you know that you CAN recycle shrink wrap? You can't just put it in your recycling bin, though--Ray's accepts baled shrink wrap from certain businesses.

There were so many epic big machines here!


Here is where all of the rest of the recycling is unloaded--it's a big mountain of unsorted recyclables!


Doesn't it sort of make you want to walk around on top of it and look for interesting stuff? No? Where's your sense of adventure?!?


Here's one of the Ray's trucks preparing to back up into the warehouse and add to the mountain:


Oh, and here's my favorite part of the field trip!




I'm happy anytime I get to wear a hard hat!

The recycling comes to Ray's unsorted, but is then sorted in various ways by various means. Here's where humans stand at a conveyor belt and sort recyclables by hand:


We were there during their break, but mostly there are humans here:


Whatever they pull out at their station, they put down a giant tunnel to a collection area on the floor below:


After the humans comes an OCC Screen. It's got big rotating wheels that carry big pieces of cardboard across it, while everything else falls below:


  There are catwalks around the facility, and when you walk them you can follow the path of various conveyors sorting various recyclables:


This is a trommel. It's got holes of different sizes so that different things fall through into different bins:


The warehouse is HUGE!




Here, we're following the path of paper being sorted:




And now we're on past more conveyors--


--check out all of those plastic milk jugs!


--and on to see where sorted materials are baled and then sent out of the facility:



These are all aluminum cans:


This is a specific type of paper:


Here's cardboard being baled:


Whatever actual trash has made its way to the recycling facility gets sorted out and put into separate bins that then go to the incinerator that we saw a bit of during our field trip to the landfill:


The reality of this recycling facility was so much more interesting than I'd imagined it would be--and I was already thinking it would be interesting, because I knew we'd get to wear hard hats! It reminded me in many ways of the Dixie Cup factory that my Pappa worked in and that I'd get to visit every now and then when I was small--all those conveyor belts and all that machinery! Do kids still get to go on real factory tours these days?

Or did they, before the pandemic?

Monday, March 16, 2020

Girl Scout Cookie Season 2020: The Year of the Pandemic



Every Girl Scout cookie season, there's always (at least) One Big Kerfuffle that becomes the way that I remember that cookie season.

There was The Year Council Ran out of Thin Mints.
There was The Year Wal-mart Didn't Let Us Have Cookie Booths until the End of the Season.
There was The Year I Got the Flu.
There was The Year Every Kid Decided They Wanted to Sell 1,000 Boxes.
There was The Year It Snowed and they Postponed Cookie Delivery.

This year has been The Year of the Pandemic.

Fortunately, my own Girl Scout troop holds the standard that we finish meeting Scout and troop sales goals the weekend BEFORE the last weekend of the season, AT THE LATEST. And even then, I prefer that the kids meet their own sales goals the weekend before that. Even with the big goals that many of my Scouts have, the weekly benchmarks are still quite do-able that way, and it leaves room at the end of the season for emergencies.

Such as, say, a global pandemic...

It's just happenstance that the pandemic hit after my Girl Scout troop finished their sales; honestly, the country probably should have been practicing social distancing a LOT sooner than it did. But for those who just happened to not have finished their cookie sales before last weekend... man, it was a truly sucky situation. It's easy to say that everyone should stay home, but if you have $2,500 worth of Girl Scout cookies in your house, and your council is sticking to the line that you have to pay for them, then what on earth are you going to do? Maybe you can afford to pay $2,500 out of your own pocket, or out of the children's troop bank account, but maybe you can't.

I mean, check it out. This is what my front hallway looked like during cookie season:



Can you imagine if the kids suddenly had nowhere to sell those cookies, or if we still had even half that amount after it became unsafe to be out and about selling them to thousands of people?

So yeah, there were Girl Scout troops out trying to sell Girl Scout cookies last weekend, even after my own family was low-key quarantining ourselves. And then on-the-ground reports started coming in. A troop at one big grocery chain got sent home by management, which then put out a release that they were no longer hosting cookie booths that season.  The same exact thing happened at another large chain store. Fortunately, after stores started cancelling booths, council sent out an announcement that they were ending the cookie season early and they'd figure out a way for troops to not have to take on the burden of unsold boxes of cookies. Which I imagine is SUCH a relief, except troops still don't know exactly how council is going to accomplish that, and it's unclear if they'll get to retain the profit from those boxes that they were relying on and the sales numbers that the kids needed to meet their goals.

It has been TOUGH, you guys! Just one more tough little thing in the sea of tough little things that we've had to struggle with so far, but it adds to our stress levels, you know?

Anyway, enough of that negativity--on to the celebrations!

Check out the Girl Scout cookie sales tote that Will designed and I sewed:


 It's reversible, so you don't have to advertise Girl Scout cookies all year, and the top zips shut, so you can keep your stuff secure, and LOOK HOW MANY GIRL SCOUT COOKIES IT HOLDS:



Here's how I made the tote bag, and here's how I added the zippered top. I've got three more of these in progress, two of which Will and I are making low-key Halloween-themed for our anticipated adventure trick-or-treating in Disney World this year fingers crossed knock on wood.

Next celebration: check out how many boxes of Girl Scout cookies this kid sold this year!



I promise that we do not permit the animals to be all over the cookies like this normally, but they are codependently attached to their girls, and so where the kids pose, so do they:


 Syd set her goal at 600 boxes of Girl Scout cookies this year; this is the first time in three years that she's chosen to sell fewer than 1,000 boxes, and she had some anxiety about lowering her goal. That means that sticking to that lower goal was really good practice in self-management; just as it's important to set yourself big challenges, it's also important to not make every single thing in your life a big challenge.

Just between us, though: the real reason Syd didn't sell 1,000 boxes this year is that they dropped the ipod touch from the 1,000-box prizes, and there weren't any other 1,000-box prizes that she super wanted. Tangible rewards really do motivate, IF they're something that the people you want to motivate really want. Pick the wrong tangible reward to offer, and you'll lose that motivation.

This kid did sell 1,000 boxes of Girl Scout cookies again this year, but again, it wasn't because of the tangible reward. SHE had her heart set on a kayak, which they also dropped from the 1,000-box prizes! Instead, check out what Will was most excited about:



That is 189 boxes of cookies donated to the Backpack Buddies program in a local school system. At Girl Scout cookie booths, the kids would ask shoppers if they'd like to buy a box of cookies for a Backpack Buddy kid, or donate their change towards the purchase of a box. Thanks to the generous people in our community, every single Backpack Buddy kid received their very own box of Girl Scout cookies before they left for Spring Break!

Good thing, too, because children vulnerable to food insecurity are even more vulnerable when schools, a primary resource for meals, are shut down due to the pandemic. 

Will has really grown in her interest in and desire for service towards those vulnerable to food insecurity. Shall I pat myself on the back and assume that it's all those years I dragged the kids to volunteer with me at the local food bank? Or should I instead, and more accurately, attribute it to our Girl Scout troop's monthly meet-up to pack the weekend bags for our local school system's Backpack Buddies program. Check out how much fun she's having being of service with her friends!


She's already expressed interest in perhaps using food insecurity as the problem that guides her Girl Scout Gold Award, and I would be thrilled if she did. And it's a problem that she'd perhaps never have thought about enough to get interested in without this specific activity of selling Girl Scout cookies, and the fun motivation of trying to get enough boxes donated, and the companionable work of volunteering with her Girl Scout sisters. 

It's an honor to help these kids become the compassionate, powerful, capable people they're meant to be.