Once during my college
career I was hanging out at a friend’s house when his roommate came in. We
introduced ourselves and, since he discovered we were students at the same college,
he asked me what my major was. I told
him, “I am a history major.” He began to explain that he was amazed that so many
people had so many different talents, “Look at you,” he said with a nod, “You
are good with memorization, memorizing all those dates and names.” The whole evening I kept thinking about what
my friend’s roommate’s assumption that history automatically equated a good
memory and that the study of history is nothing more but memorizing dates,
names, places, and every minute fact one can store in their minds. As I think back on this interaction I confess
I regret not taking a more aggressive stance, my only excuse was that I was in
a new environment and his loquacious assumptions about the meaning of history
shocked me. His assumption brought me to
the conclusion that this is what the world at large thinks of history and
historians.
History is rarely a strict chronicle of events, often it is a story woven into many other stories. This blog is the thoughts about History and Museum work, from a young historian.
Friday, January 16, 2015
What History Really Is
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