Do you remember your middle school history class? You know, social studies? As a kid who grew up watching history videos for fun (The Century series by Peter Jennings still is one of my favorites) you better believe that I do. I had a teacher named Susie (yes, Susie, I went to that kind of school) who, as my homeroom teacher, taught English and history. She might possibly have loved both subjects as much as I do and as a result became one of the handful of truly influential teachers in my life. I’m secretly
an encyclopedia of Civil War history and a lover of the Shakespearian tragedy “Othello” because of her. She even showed us “the Miracle Worker” and “Into the Woods” in drama class. If a little Helen Keller and Bernadette Peters as a witch don’t inspire you in life, I don’t know what will. It was in my middle school social studies class where I first recall learning about the ancient city of Constantinople. I was enamored with the concept. Named after the Roman Emperor Constantine, the city was the gateway between the Eastern and Western worlds, a crossroads, if you will. The thing I love about history is that it is - to use a cliché - the story of us. Every event, every choice, every battle or invention is directly related to the world as it is today. And all those foolish history teachers who make kids memorize lists without understanding their importance are doing a disservice. It certainly matters where and when, to an extent, but history without the “why” is simply a waste of time. Constantinople was a place where history was made and one of the very epicenters of human civilization for thousands of years. But here’s the kicker. It didn’t actually occur to me until several years after Susie’s class that Constantinople still exists. Wait, it’s called Istanbul now? You mean, I can still GO THERE? Ah, yes, youth and ignorance. So here we go, off to Constantinople. Or Istanbul. Whatever. You know how they say, "when it rains, it pours?" I kind of felt that way recently, when I realized I was in the market for both a new ipod AND a new camera. A few months ago, my camera was stolen from my gym (99% sure it was one of the employees... not even going there right now) and then a couple weeks ago, my camera leapt to its death (and by "leapt to its death" I mean I dropped it at the bar. oops.). So I finally bit the bullet and bought a new ipod touch and a new digital camera. I'm now completely obessed with the ipod. I even have thumb fatigue from tapping away at it. However, since I had to buy more than I was prepared to, I had to downgrade a bit on the camera. I had wanted a Canon PowerShot s95, but opted instead for the more reasonably priced Canon PowerShot ELPH 300 HS. I took some test photos out in our garden this morning and was happily surprised by the image quality and the number of features it has. So I'm a happy camper. :)
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