You know how you have a list of things that you want to do- you have your little lists, the daily stuff, the stuff you want to do as your kids get old enough and then you have the Big List. You know, stuff like traveling to Europe or Nigeria. I assume I'm not the only one who has these lists anyway.
On my Big List I have many things. I want to go back to New Zealand- this time with Ben and maybe even the kids. I want to see Ireland. I want to see historical places here in the United States. I would love to go to as many National Parks as I possible can. I want to see the cherry trees blossom in Washington DC. I want to visit the Vietnam War Memorial Wall. I want to go to the Holocaust Museum. This list goes on a bit more, but you get the idea.
I recently added a new place to my list. I'm a pretty emotional person, I cry rather easily, Ben says it is one of the things he really loves about me, I find it a bit annoying really. I can hardly read a sentence sometimes I get so overcome with emotion. Anyhow, I get Netflix and I try to have a documentary on hand as one of my picks.
The most recent viewing was a movie called Paper Clips. It is a documentary about a group of middle schoolers in Tennessee. What an amazing group of kids, what an amazing project they did. Because of my tendency to be so emotional, I end up kinda avoiding topics that I know will cause my heart to ache.
Paper Clips is about the Holocaust. It is not so much about who and why and how, but about How Many. This was one of those things that I've never really allowed myself to even try to comprehend. The numbers are overwhelming and the evolution of the project is really quite cool. I won't spoil it for you as I do think it is a very worth while show to watch. My kids didn't watch it with us, but it was on when they were around. It is not really very gripping for a small kid I guess. They really didn't show many photos from the Holocaust either and the ones they did were not terribly gruesome, so if a young one did stop for a look, they wouldn't see anything horrifying.
So now I want to go to Whitwell, Tennessee and see the Memorial on their school campus.