About a month ago I watched a television show on the network Animal Planet with my teenage daughter. She is generally an above average student, at least when she is interested. She loves anything related to animals, especially dogs and cats. The show we watched was a survival type show. The subject of the episode was a young man who was exploring the Amazon with his dog. His dog's name was Livingstone. I made the comment to my wife that most kids today wouldn't know why an explorer would name his dog "Livingstone," as in, "Dr. Livingstone, I presume." I asked my daughter if she knew the story of Dr. Livingstone and Sir Stanley in Africa. She had never heard of either. That made me start to wonder about her knowledge of explorers in general.
I asked if she knew who Daniel Boone was. No. John Fremont? No. Lewis and Clarke? Heard the names, but not sure, although I think she really does know their story if really pressed. Sir Edmund Hillary? Nope. Admiral Peary? Blank look. I decided to explore her knowledge a little closer to present-day. Know what John Glenn did? Not a clue. How about Neill Armstrong? Finally the light came on! "Yeah, I know him! He sells those yellow bracelets! He did something with bikes too, didn't he?" Close. That's Lance Armstrong. He beat cancer and won the Tour de France bike race four straight times. And started a foundation to raise money for cancer research with yellow (color of Tour d' France winner's jersey) bracelets. Admirable, and one of the best athletes of my lifetime, but I don't think his accomplishments quite reach the level of those of the first man to walk on the moon.
In school, I always enjoyed history, but didn't necessarily think it was one of the more important subjects taught. What does a kid get out of history? Nothing but a bunch of dates and names to memorize, right? Now, I realize it is one of the more important subjects in school. Not only do we need to know where we've been and where we came from, but we also need to know what we are capable of. Both good and bad. I've written before about how our view of history shapes our view of ourselves, and how changing history changes our present view. Now, at least here in Colorado, history is not taught at all. The upside to this discovery has been that it has renewed my interest in history. The majority of the books on my Kindle are biographies, or historical novels. My next posts will be history related, maybe with some views on why the subject is important, or why it is being changed. Of course, as my wife will tell you, all, or at least the majority of the subjects will be from Texas or the American west.
By the way, in the Animal Planet show we watched, the explorer killed and ate his dog, Livingstone. Made him sick. Served him right.
Tuesday, January 4, 2011
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