Hey, Ask Lemmy, we all know that people love to talk about themselves, and I’d love to hear about some of your pleasant experiences. So, please, no matter how big; no matter how small, tell me something that you are proud to have made :)

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    2 days ago

    Kids’ memories. Well, they were kids then but adults by now. I had to plan a monthly adventure/field-trip for an after school program aged k-3rd grade. We toured the inside of a telephone exchange where the employee guide explained to the kids that every phone in town had two wires connected to the the massive room they were viewing. They went through a bunch of details about batteries, electricity, and phones – and most of it may have gone over the kids heads, but the size and scale of all those wires had mouths agape.

    We had some other good adventures like finding our own fossils and growing seeds, and each seemed to spark interests in different kids. I don’t have pictures and I don’t know how the kids turned out, but judging by their reactions, I feel certain tiny brains formed new connections on those outings even if that spark event has been forgotten.

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      1 day ago

      I love this kind of stuff, I’ve just never been creative enough to do very much. That’s so lovely, I can see why you’re proud :)

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      2 days ago

      “finding our own fossils” sounds like a time-traveling adventure lol

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        2 days ago

        Ok, bad wording. It entailed me (without kids) going to a quarry known to have lots of fossils (which were of no interest to the quarry), and hauling boxes of likely-candidate rocks back to the program. Kids got to don safety glasses and wield rock hammers until they found a fossil, which they could then take home. So: not fossils of us, but ones we could keep.