Dear other states, You all need OMSIs. I know it stands for Oregon Museum of Science and Industry, but you guys can name them after yourselves. Make sure it's a cool acronym. I guess all you consonant states are out of luck. Especially you, West Virginia. WVMSI makes no sense. I'm sure you'll figure it out, Nicole
On Wednesday our senior class took a field trip to OMSI, the castle of my childhood.
I'm pretty sure my grandparents started taking me there regularly as soon as I came out of the womb. That place was heaven for little elementary school me, who was fascinated by outer space, the human body, dinosaur bones, rocks and minerals, electricity, light, puzzles, patterns. That place knelt down, took 5-year-old me by the hand and said, "LOOK AT HOW COOL THE WORLD IS! Learning is awesome! Look at all this stuff there is to be passionate about!" And I've never forgotten it.
It was weird to go back there and see all the stuff that's different and all the stuff that's exactly the same. The Ball Room is still there, thank goodness. They moved the foam arch-building blocks to a different area. They don't have the archaeology stuff anymore, and I'm too old to go in the sandbox.
Nostalgia is weird.
I hadn't been to OMSI since 2013 when I went with Brooke. Like the typical sentimental beings we are, we had to reenact all the photos while we were there Wednesday, because that was quite possibly the last time we will ever be there as non-adults.
Thank you OMSI, for encouraging me to love learning. You rock.
Also, thank you Schoolhouse Rock, Bill Nye the Science Guy, and Cyberchase. You also rock.
So this summer. Wow. This summer has been the best summer of my life. I can't put into words how the amazing opportunities I've had in these three short months have changed me.
But I'll try, so here goes.
First adventure: Last year at Girl's Camp
I got the opportunity to come back as a 6th with three other girls from the Stake, and it was a blast. Our theme was "Embark." My testimony grew, my friendships with the other girls were strengthened, and SO many memories were made. Loved every minute. I will miss it so much ♥
"O ye that embark in the service of God, see that ye serve him with all your heart, might, mind, and strength, that ye may stand blameless before God at the last day."
-Doctrine and Covenants 4:2
Second adventure: Church History Tour
Holy crap guys. It is impossible to explain to you how this changed my life. Studying Doctrine and Covenants in seminary this year and then being able to stand in the rooms where those sections were revealed, being able to be in the exact places where the early saints were... it was unbelievable. We went to so many sacred, sacred places.
We started in Palmyra, NY, and saw the Sacred Grove, the Hill Cumorah, and the Peter Whitmer home where the church was first organized. In Kirtland, Ohio, where we saw the Newell K. Whitney Store, the Kirtland Temple, and the Johnson Farm. The Whitney Store and the Johnson Farm are both so incredibly sacred.
Nauvoo, Illinois was probably my favorite place we went. The Trail of Hope, baptisms in the Nauvoo Temple, AND OH MY GOODNESS all the musical theater. There are performing missionaries that serve during the summers there, and they are set apart to perform! The Nauvoo Pageant was ab.sol.ute.ly incredible. Something about music just brings the Spirit.
Nauvoo was hard to leave too. We were only there for three days, and I already felt like I had a home there. I can't imagine how hard it must have been for the Saints to leave after they really did make that place their home, after they just finished the temple... I just keep gaining more and more respect for them.
Carthage, IL was very special for me. I was able to connect with the history there in a way I never could have imagined. I have a deep gratitude for Joseph Smith and everything that he did. After we visited the jail, I got in the car, and watched this video and just cried and cried and cried.
In Missouri, we saw the Far West Temple corner stones, and then Adam Ondi-Ahman, which was so. cool. I can't explain what it was like to be there. Also, Liberty Jail. That place is hallowed. I got to read Doctrine and Covenants sections 121:1-8 there, and the words just came alive. The Independence Visitor's Center was our last stop :)
My testimony of the early saints and of Latter-Day prophets and revelation has grown incredibly. I came home from that trip just overflowing with gratitude in my heart.
Third adventure: ECUADOR
Life-changing. LIFE-CHANGING. I went with eighteen other teenagers and four adults through a program called HEFY.
It was a humanitarian trip, so we had the opportunity to volunteer at two orphanages, one of which was a special needs orphanage for children with disabilities. For two weeks we worked on building a house for one of the families involved with the orphans. During the day we would take turns going across the street to work with the children. They are precious. I learned so much about love. Those kids love so freely. I made bonds with them that I will never forget. Unfortunately we weren't allowed to take pictures of the children, otherwise I would have a post dedicated just to them.
We got to bond with the ward members there, too, we would go to Wendesday night activities, Sacrament meetings, firesides, and family home evenings. It was so hard to leave all the new friends we made, at the orphanage, in the ward, and in our group.
We did some adventure-y things too, boating in the Galapagos Islands, and zip lining through the Andes Mountains. I had the best hot chocolate of my life after hiking to a waterfall at 14,000 feet.
I will never ever forget the experiences that I had in Ecuador or the amazing people I met.
23 people. 17 days. 1 goal. 1000+ memories.
Here's the video. (Hopefully the church history one will be done soon!)
And now I'm back :)
Studying for the ACT, getting ready for my last year of high school. So yep. This year will be another adventure.
I made a video with the wonderful and beautiful Emma Evans for our integrity Personal Progress projects! It was such a blast making it with her, she's such a amazing girl :)
Next, completely unrelated,
Today we took the PSAT and had a career day. We went to a couple different classes taught by teachers and community members and learned about their professions/passions. I have come out of that wanting to be a music-teacher-in-Africa-slash-wedding-photographer who knows how to cut hair. Who knew there were so many passions that could be turned into careers? WHOO
Slightly related, this is one of my favorite songs from my new favorite album by my favorite band. It's about doing what you love, and if you don't love what you do, then it's not right for you :)
Also completely unrelated,
I was reading an piece of writing today, and after some searching, I found out that it is called "The Loss of the Creature" by Walker Percy.
I only read an excerpt of it, but the part that I read really made me think. It talked about the person who discovered the Grand Canyon, Garcia Lopez de Cardenas, and how when he saw it, he thought it was the most beautifully amazing thing he had ever laid eyes on. Now that it is a tourist attraction, people obviously still think it's beautiful, but they are not "seeing" it in the same way as the one who first discovered it. Percy said they decide whether or not they are satisfied based on how well the actual sight lives up to their expectations--they may have seen it in a photo or a postcard, and they immediately compare what they are seeing to what they already know about it. Example, "It's just as beautiful as the postcard!" In addition to this, instead of looking at it, really looking at it, the first thing they do is take photos.
I don't know if I agree with all of his points, but it certainly made me think. (It specifically makes me want to not be so busy taking pictures that I miss the real beauty.)
Irrelevant Ron Swanson picture break
It was a gorgeous fall day today. I thought this patch of baby grass growing in our gravel driveway was just adorable
Last thing,
I just finished The Great Gatsby and I'm feeling awed, inspired, and sorely disappointed about the stupid and deeply metaphorical ending all at the same time. All I can say is that F. Scott Fitzgerald is a crazy and ingenious romantic. And that I wish at least one of the characters would have gotten a happy ending.
Last thing for real,
A sneak peak of our California/Vegas trip last week...
