Wednesday, November 23, 2011

A Day at the Museum...continued.

As you may recall... Yesterday's post left off with me and Beverly hiding in the girl's bathroom at the Museum of Fine Arts.... 

Approximately half an hour had elapsed from the time we set foot in the museum, until we emerged from the bathroom. There were lots of people wandering around the halls, but no one we recognized, so we thought we were in the clear. We blended in with some kids from another school and headed for the first exhibit in hopes of finding a better hiding spot. Suddenly, I heard the squelchy sound of a walkie-talkie behind us...  "I think I've got them right in front of me". It was a security guard. My heart nearly stopped. The urge to run was instinctual, almost primal... I grabbed Beverly by the sleeve and bolted, pulling her along behind me. We made it down the hall, down some stairs, and into what we thought would be another exhibit, but ended up being the lobby where we ran smack into the middle of our whole class... teachers, chaperones and all.  My heart sank with the realization that we were done for. 



I tried to explain through my tears…the allure of the book, the prospect of spending the night in a museum… the sheer adventure of it! My teacher would have none of it. She was out of her mind with anger, and so was everyone else. The stern lectures ensued, and so did the punishment. We were not allowed to tour the museum with everyone. Instead we were escorted back to the bus where we had to sit with the bus driver, and do math homework in silence.

On the way home, our teacher instructed the driver to stop at a McDonald's and the whole bus broke out in a cheers. Beverly and I looked at each other and grinned, thinking we weren't going to get in any more trouble after all, but our smiles faded as soon as our teacher informed us that we were not invited to participate. The whole class got to go in, order their own food, and eat it in the restaurant. Beverly and I had to stay on the bus where we waited for our teacher to bring us plain hamburgers after everyone inside was finished eating.


When we got back to the school, our teacher marched us into the principal's office where our parents were waiting. As soon as I saw my dad's face, my stomach tied itself in a knot.... I didn't think it was possible to feel any worse than I did, but I was wrong. Nothing makes you feel sorrier than when your parents tell you how disappointed they are in you…especially when it’s followed by a punishment of magnitude. I was grounded for two whole weeks with no TV, and given a bucket load of chores to do on the weekends. What was supposed to have been a fun adventure on my first real Museum trip turned out to be a complete and total nightmare...and yes, it was my own fault. Oddly enough, however, that experience did nothing to diminish my fascination with, or passion for museums. To this day, I still visit them every chance I get. That's why working at one is a dream come true for me, and I am grateful for having the opportunity.


Now as a warning to any children who might be reading this... DO NOT attempt to do what I did just to stay at a museum. It was a bad idea, you will get caught, and you WILL get in A LOT of trouble. If you want to spend the night at a museum, all you have to do is watch our facebook page and this blog for information on the next AzMNH “Night at the Museum” event. If you come, you'll get to play games, eat delicious snacks, and best of all... you'll get to sleep over in the museum with all your friends, and you won't get in any trouble!


Until next time...


Hope to see you at the AzMNH!

(Remember, if you have a museum story or anecdote you'd like to share...email it to us at azmnhblog@yahoo.com.... you may just see it published here!)

2 comments:

  1. Mary Scottsdale, AZNovember 23, 2011

    What a great story! Thank you for sharing. I have not been to your museum. Guess I'm going to have to make the trip now, so I'll have a story to share!

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  2. Kevin from the dark sideNovember 23, 2011

    Ha ha, you got in trouble. Fun story. Thanks for sharing it.

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