I have been swamped lately with questions from my seven-year-old son. I had to start a notebook on the counter to write them down because it is just not possible at any given moment, I can drop everything to google how many seconds it would take to walk the entire Great Wall of China? Thanks in part to a fabulous National Geographic Children’s Almanac that he was given for his birthday from his great-grandmother and the biographies we have reading this summer … Leonardo Da Vinci, Elvis, Walt Disney, and George Washington, his questions have sent me researching at least once a day.
It would take approximately six million six-hundred thousand seconds to walk the modern estimated 5500 miles of the Great Wall of China if you could walk a mile in twenty minutes and that would equal out to less than a year. So, if you started tomorrow and slept and ate standing up, you would cross the entire Great Wall on foot by your eighth birthday!
Some things I know, but have to look up a way to explain it to a seven-year-old such as are the Greek gods real? Is mythology real? What exactly is real?
Other great inquiries I have been met with this week include; Can you go inside the Sphinx? When was the first cartoon made? How could it be that the Hanging Gardens of Babylon can be considered one of the original Wonders of the World when some people don’t think it even existed? Can you hike to the bottom of the Grand Canyon in one day? (Yes, I did it with Gram on the North Rim. Gram hikes to the bottom on the South Rim and stays the night in a Lodge, and then hikes back out). How big is the Lodge? Do they feed you there? Does the Colorado River still run through the bottom of the Canyon? How long does it take to get to Machu Picchu (four days walking on the Incan trail)? Who were the Incas? Why did the Spaniards invade them? Why did they build Machu Picchu on top of the Andes Mountains? How did they build it? How long do you think it would take then to get there by helicopter if it takes four days to walk there? Did the London Bridge really fall down? Is Elvis really dead? Well, I know he’s dead, but why do people think they see him?
With all of these fabulous questions and a five-year-old daughter who literally talks non-stop and the nine-month-old baby I am chasing around all day, it is no wonder why at the day’s end, my head hurts! But, in the end, I am just extremely thankful that he is interested in the world and cares enough about such things to seek the answers in the first place.