So my classes seem to have a theme of obsession with mushrooms. Field trip, shmield trip. We're looking at mushrooms!
Today was no exception. It was our annual trip to White Pine Village. It's a really cool restored historical village, with lots of activites for kids to do, and also a candy shop and an ice cream store, which, if you asked a fifth grader, are the most important stops in the village.
Except for this year.
I had my little group of seven. They stopped to see the old sawmill, which was operating today. The two boys were absolutely fascinated with the little hole in the wall where the sawdust was disappearing up a ramp. They politely asked the men running the sawmill if they could go behind the building to see the sawdust pile. Really valuable historical stuff, I'm tellin' ya! When the man said, "Sure," they turned around with the best can-we-can-we-oh-please look I've ever seen. Before my head had completed one entire nod, they were off.
We waited. And we waited. The girls, who were most definitely not interested in the sawdust pile, were about ready to mutiny and leave the boys behind because they were Hungry when the boys came roaring back, two huge white morels in their hands.
They showed their mushrooms off to everyone they could think of, ate their lunch in about twelve seconds, and then began begging to go mushroom hunting.
So we spent our last twenty minutes at the historic village mushroom hunting. Successfully. They found fifteen or twenty huge morels. They were so excited they even forgot to fight over who would take them home.
So chalk up yet another field trip in which my lovely children, when asked, would only be able to tell you about fungus. Yep...educationally valuable stuff!
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