Tales of the lab
As you may or may not know, I work in a local museum as my G.A. position. This includes having to give guided tours from time to time and always having to lead people through the archaeology lab that we have. When there were excavations on the site, this was the pace dedicated to analysis and collections management. Since then, this is the space we use as our office (a.k.a. our table next to an outlet where we all plug in our computers). We have set up the remainder of the space as a hands on archaeology lab geared at children. The exhibit is completely hands on and provides basic level information in conjunction real artifacts. This ends up being where people spend a lot of time and we have to stay with them to ensure that there is no theft.
Ok, so I knew that with the material we had that there would be a lot of questions and actions that I would not expect, but thought that I would learn from them. Like learning more about patience when they mix all the small pieces that were separated into type, into one large pile. I knew those kinds things would happen. Today brought out some new experiences and comments, just as every day does, and they deserve to be shared.
Where to start? Ok, I had some preschool students in here the other day and while the material presented is very dense, we are pretty successful on engaging a wide range of students. We have an ethnobotany portion of the exhibit that has river cane, pumpkin seeds, kidney beans, red corn, and some died cane strips. Well usually people just feel their way through it and move on. For some reason these pre-schoolers decided that tasting them was the only way to figure out if they were real. Pick up a seed, lick it, and stick it back in the pile for the person behind you to lick. And not just the seeds, these kids were licking the cane too. We have a science scale(grams) used to show how much of different types of materials that you need to do carbon dating. Well little did I know that this was going to be the place to test the weight of everything including shoes, gum, hands, belts, wallets, keys, and you get the point. We also have a piece of wood with a spear head attached to one end showing how you attached a projectile point to a shaft. Well, today that became the "Shank." And granted, I guess that the term could be given to that object, however I am just not used to the term shank or would have ever came to term. This same group also wanted conformation that Native Americans smoked pot. It was here that we got frustrated because people don't realize that pot is not indigenous to TN and therefore would not have been around to smoke unless they got it through trade. It is more likely that they smoked natural herbs and later tobacco, not POT. And what was the one constant comment that I heard today, it was about my phone, not even an artifact. This is on top of people testing whether a projectile point is sharp or not by trying to cut themselves, trying to hear noises through the conch shell, trying to get a skeleton to stand up on its own, and many, many more.
It is at these points that I realize how many cultural and education things I take for credit. I find myself intrigued, frustrated, and hysterically laughing all at the same time. I find myself challenged everyday when it comes to dealing with children and when it comes to dealing with the public in general. And as my wife will like to know, I am really enjoying having interaction with children. The challenge of appealing to all ages on a whim has been a challenge, but finding that connection with a kid and them becoming enthusiastic and excited about archaeology and anthropology really makes me happy. Looks like I will keep kids and teaching as possibilities in my future.




