Bob Bullock: Museum Supreme

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Jack Zed takes a trip to the Bob Bullock Museum in Austin, TX. And, introducing Jack's best friend, Joseph Umpaitk!

Submitted: November 15, 2017

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Submitted: November 15, 2017




Bob Bullock: The Museum

Jack Zed

Published by Vee Kay Aech

I was waiting for this moment all week. The thrill and anticipation swept over me as I entered the bus and sat next to my best friend, Joseph. “The driver looks a little like Kris Kringle,” I said. But, I let go of the thought, knowing that we would arrive the Bob Bullock Texas Museum in less than thirty minutes.

It was promised many weeks before the trip that we would go to the Bob Bullock Museum, as long as we met certain standards. I had met all of them, so the day before the trip, I was cringing with anticipation.

In thirty long minutes, we had reached the museum. Before we could explore, we had to stay for a lecture explaining the rules of the trip. As soon as we could, my group and I set off on a quest to discover the secrets of the Bob Bullock Museum.

We played with a touchscreen about Caddo/French trade, learning about how much value different objects had to the Caddo and to the French. We also found realNative American tools. We saw the remains of the ship La Belle, and after scouting the entire of the first floor, we went on to the second. Of course, this was not without running into other groups. We saw the girls’ group from our own class twice in the first fifteen minutes.

On the second floor, we played with a fake Mission Control and ran into the girls three times more (how was this happening?). We also watched several videos on the life of Texans and saw a cannon. Thank goodness it was not loaded! Plus, we entered a theater and watched a very good movie…for twenty seconds. We also found a replica of the famous “Come and Take It!” flag from the Battle of Gonzales. If that wasn't enough, we found an Alamo replica in mini-scale, too. I almost overheated in that thing. We had some serious fun on that floor.

Soon, we watched a 4D (yes, 4D) movie in a theater. We ran into one of the girls’ group’s members (how many more times will we run into them?). The movie was about the Texas Spirit. I learned that Sam Houston was not at the Battle of the Alamo, despite serving as a general for almost the entirety of the Texas Revolution. I also learned that a Native American chief tried to find peace by converting his lifestyle.

At the end of the trip, I felt that I had injected with a liter of the Texas Spirit. I had a strange desire to yell, “Texas!” I felt that Texas was my home.


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