Well! My older son has a project to visit a museum and write about it so we thought it would be a nice family outing as well to visit the Egyptian museum. It turned out to be an interesting experience. Our future chemical engineer took notes on the amount of knowledge Egyptians had in chemistry and the detail processes they developed in mummification over a period of time. He was very impressed took a long time to go through each and every object in the museum and enjoyed it.
My five years old on the other hand stepped in to the museum with great excitement holding big brother’s hand to take a look, within ten minutes came back to me scared. He said we don’t want to die. We don’t want to look at dead people. I don’t want you never, ever, leave me. Get me out of here. I said alright let us not look at mummy’s any more let us look at the tools they have and the pyramids they built. So we went to the other side to see artifacts on daily life, trade and such. Here we saw a model of a large boat with men rowing he said out very loud Hey Mom look at all those Americans on the boat. Everyone in the room laughed. I said they are not Americans, immediately he said are they Indians? I had to in sit down on a bench and explain they are Egyptians they come from Egypt just like we have people from china, Chinese in Ni hao kai lan, people from Latin American countries just like in Dora, and People from Africa just like my friend Tigist who came from Eretria and his friend Matthaus from Poland. We took a break going around the gallery because he still had a bunch of questions on after life. His questions continued throughout this week until last night before going to bed he said let us pretend we are dead now and I had to stop him. I said we talked enough about mummy’s pyramids and all that; we are going to build train tracks and talk about train engines again for a while now.
I was so thrilled to see replica of bust of Nefertiti. On a liter note it is interesting to see ancient Egyptians developed Kohl for eye makeup, had hair extensions and exquisite jewelry in my favorite aqua blue. I had to curb my curiosity to learn more about judiciary system with constant reminding of my five year to get him out of there.
To be satisfied with a little, is the greatest wisdom; and he that increaseth his riches, increaseth his cares; but a contented mind is a hidden treasure, and trouble findeth it not.
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