A Bird, a Plane, You!
You get to choose one superpower. Pick one of these, and explain your choice:
- the ability to speak and understand any language
- the ability to travel through time
- the ability to make any two people agree with each other
I am just going to admit it. I am a nerd. It’s ok. You can laugh. It is not something I am ashamed of. I am totally comfortable being my nerdy self. I think it makes me adorable.
Nothing catches my attention like a good documentary, or in-depth analysis of an event that already occurred. History is just my thing. My couch, a bowl of popcorn, and an American Experience marathon on PBS is my idea of a wild Friday night. It is just what I do.
So given my status as a first rate history nerd, I would have to go with time travel.
Not the kind of time travel where you go back and you attempt to change anything, but where I would just want to witness some of the major events that have transpired across the many years.
First I would travel back to 1533 England, and pay a visit to King Henry VIII and his then Queen, Anne Boleyn.
There is no denying this dude was crazy insane, but I find him so fascinating. He was a complete fruit loop, but the ladies found him charming and thought him a real catch. Pretty sure Anne re-thought that once she got locked in the tower. I am not a fan of gore and blood, so I would probably need to morph before Anne lost her head.
My next stop would be the White House in the 1940’s and maybe share a cup of tea with Theodore and Eleanor Roosevelt.
The Roosevelt family has long been an obsession of mine. Both Theodore and Eleanor were strong forces on their own. I would love to witness them interact with one another in a casual setting. Perhaps FDR can spill his secrets on Churchill, and give me a rare glimpse into his frame of mind as our country entered our second World War. Eleanor and I could stroll through the rose garden chatting like old friends as the day lazily stretches before us.
Finally, I would need to be in Memphis in the early 1970’s. Graceland would be my destination where I would perhaps hang out with Elvis and the Memphis Mafia.
I’ve written before about my passion for the King. I was just 2 years old when he passed, but I have read about and studied him my whole life. Perhaps we would shoot some pool for a while, and then take a stroll around the gardens. We would talk about how he still loves Pricilla, and wishes he could get free of the Colonel. Before I left, we would scamper to the kitchen for a Peanut butter and banana sandwich.
There are so many more place I would love to see and hundreds of interesting men and women who have long been gone from this world. I decided to not bore you and just give you the highlights. What fun it would be to actually live history at my whim, instead of having to read about it!