Adler Astro-Overnight

Location: Adler Planetarium
Date: Friday, March 06, 2015; 5:00-10:30 pm

I had only been to this event once last year and then a group of little girls had made me work like never before.  I arrived early and after checking in, was waiting in the lobby when one person walked over and asked if they could borrow an Astronomy journal that was on the table in front of me.  I learned that her name was Andrea and she was a show operator here.  Also, she was getting her masters in ‘Astro Physics’ and was headed to her first poster session in 2 weeks.  I told her about my experience with posters and yeah, I have done some posters in my time.  “Do it like you are explaining to kids”, I said.  Well, easy for me to comment, but then kids can also be a handful!

Don't make these guys mad!
There were a lot of youth volunteers today – which makes sense for a kids program – along with a few adult volunteers.  Michael came over and said there were 3 main activities that we would be doing – “Egg Drop”, “Dry Ice” and “Angry Birds”.  Most of the volunteers were familiar with that and so started scheduling themselves to their favorite activity.  Michael wanted the new volunteers – myself included – to go for a tour.  Our first stop was ‘Johnson Theater’ where “Angry Birds” was set up.  Just like the video game, there would be structures with plush toy piggy’s on boxes that were the forts; and plush toy birds would be launched at them using sling shots.  As volunteers, our job was to encourage the kids to think critically on how they could achieve a perfect trajectory and also help in rebuilding the forts.  “Dry Ice” station had the usual components like “canister rockets”; “crystal ball” etc. and that would be straight forward.  Then there was the “egg drop” which I had done last time.  The difference was that instead of a ladder, there was now a crane like thing that is used for street work and someone would be up there to drop the designs.

Michael asked me to do “pocket science” and sighed when, once again, I picked “Smelly Space”. I collected 3 samples –‘Sagittarius’, ‘Moon’ and ‘Titan’ and started walking around.  We had a big crowd with parents and kids walking about and they were split in 4 color groups - with wristbands, in order to ensure that everyone got in and out of shows as per their group.  A gentleman showed me on the map where his group would be camping that evening and asked about the location.  I took him around for a tour of the museum and in the end we ended up on the same spot!  As usual, I was lost.

After leaving him in capable hands, I went upstairs to the planets section and the kids were busy with their designs for “egg drop” – complete with balloons etc.  I saw a family of 3 where the mom was telling the attendant that they had missed their show due to her losing track of the time and if they could come back for a later showing.  I said that I could entertain them for a while and so engaged the kid in the “smelly space” experiment with some prompting from his parents.  It is a slightly different tact when you do this with kids instead of adults, but the objective always is not to be too condescending.  This was proven in this case where the boy was answering intelligently.

After this I was walking about, trying to see if anyone would be interested in this experiment, but it’s not that easy in this setting as it is with adults, since kids are more interested in getting to their activities.  I went over to the “Angry Birds” room and saw that the kids had built interesting designs with the boxes.  I went to help some kids who were not getting the right trajectory with the slingshot, partly due to not having enough force or not getting low enough with the elastic bands.  Some even had their elastic bands entangled.  The trick was to first stabilize the birds in the harness and then releasing them.  I tried my hand at flinging a bird or two and it wasn’t all that easy.  But it was kind of therapeutic, especially when the boxes came tumbling down.

A couple of kids came in with their mom and they were very well behaved, waiting for their turn rather than being impatient like some others.  Plus, they were really nice to each other, the older one wanting the younger to have a go first and the younger one was listening to his brother.  The older brother was quite inventive and was improvising with each unsuccessful attempt, till he finally hit the target.  I then challenged him to make a “dominoes” type structure where the boxes would topple in a sequence.  He was intrigued by that and build such a tower and then he and his brother took turns at it as their mom watched.  I told them that if they succeeded, I would show them something cool and when they did get everything to topple, I took them through the “smelly space” exercise.  The older boy was quite good at it and at the end I asked if he wanted to be a scientist and he said no, a Zoologist.  I told him and his mom to go to Lincoln Park Zoo and ask someone in a green shirt to see if they could talk to a zoologist.

There was a group of adults standing there and I said that I could entertain them as they waited for the kids to finish.  I did the routine with them and saw that a couple of them were translating in sign language for a deaf teacher.  And they did it for every single word I spoke, including my joke that ‘Sagittarius’ smelt of Rum, which I couldn’t tell the kids.  At the end I said that this was a perfect experiment since we were converting our visual sense into an olfactory sense and that’s why them using sign language to interpret was somehow fitting.  

I walked about the “Planet Explorers” section and saw some of the kids activities which are never open during “Adler After Dark”, such as an area called “Spacewalk”, which is a pitch dark room with point lights inside to resemble stars.  It was one of the more extraordinary areas of the museum that I had never seen before.  I stopped at the “Egg Drop” to watch the designs and a mom and daughter came over and asked me to help the little girl build her “lander”.  I did a terrible job with the scotch tape and even contributed to two balloons bursting, causing the mom to give up on me and walk away thinking that I was incompetent.  With this fiasco, I went back to the “Angry Birds” station and saw that one of the youth volunteers had taken charge and was doing this in an organized way.  She had 4 teams of 3 kids each and each team built the other team’s fort, in order to make it difficult to break.  Then each launch was simultaneous and on a countdown.  This reduced the madness and kids actually liked this competition.  On a later visit I saw that this volunteer had left and there was chaos regaining all over again, with one consolidated fort and kids just running into it!

At 9:15 pm I went back to the volunteer office to drop off supplies and then proceeded to the Mezzanine level for my next task.  They had asked me to stay back an hour till 10:30 pm to help with the “Scavenger Hunt”.  I sat at the registration to hand out forms which had 6 questions, and answers to which could be found all over the museum.  Also on it was a bonus question on their favorite planet or satellite to visit.  The idea was to get kids to go get the answers and once they did, we were giving them a prize – a magnifying glass – irrespective if the answers were right or not.  The entire activity was designed to keep everyone occupied till 10:15 pm when they would be allowed to take their sleeping bags and go camp out...or in the museum. 

It was interesting to read everyone’s answers, especially to the bonus question.  We were also asking the kids to fill out a brief fun survey which comprised of 3 questions.  The mom from my first “Smelly Space” experiment was offended that we were asking her son to do it and I said that even if he didn't, he would still get the prize.  I would pretend to correct the questions in order to give everyone enough time to complete the survey and then hand them their magnifying glass.  At one stage I was asked to go stand at the door of the room where sleeping bags were stored since parents had started carrying them out to set up the camp when we were not ready.  I stood inside the room and tried my best, while incurring some parent’s wrath.  In the end seeing how everyone was getting irritated, we let them take their stuff earlier.  I stayed at the table for some time and then left at 10:30 pm, extremely tired.  It had been a session where I had contributed the least.  But I had also learned a lot about kids and their ability to get to the heart of a problem faster than adults.  I saw Andrea on my way out and wished her well, asking her to keep the presentation simple.  A lesson well learnt this evening.

Dinner At The Wells Street Cafe

Location: Breaking Bread Ministries/LaSalle Street Church
Date: Wednesday, March 04, 2015; 5:45-8:30 pm

Marianne sent an email to me and some of the regulars like John saying that she would not be able to make it tonight and so asked us to lead the volunteers.  She also included some talking points that we should use with the newcomers.  I arrived to see that John had already taken charge and little Hannah was directing the incoming volunteers.  Marianne or not, it looked like things were under control.  John was looking for someone to do the fruits salad and I said that I would open the cans and was joined by another volunteer.  I was opening the cans using the industrial opener, and quite efficiently at that.  We had peaches and pears and while I would open the cans and drain the fluid, my fellow volunteer was then cutting the fruits into bite sized pieces.

I would be holding the clipboard
A new lady chef, Dani, has replaced Keith and whatever she was making smelt awesome.  She came over and dropped off 3 cans of pasta sauce to be opened and this was going to be the base of a sauce in some sort of Mexican themed dinner.  We had several volunteers in attendance and so John asked if I could be the “nurse’s assistant”, a job that I never done before.  The nurse gave me instructions to send over 2 people over at a time and I was to note down their full names as well as their date of birth.  I took the clipboard and started walking around the room asking if people wanted to see the nurse.  One of the guests responded that maybe not a nurse, but he would take a psychiatrist if we had one!

One gentleman said that he would come with me and after dropping him off, I came back and repeated with a lady.  Another gentleman approached me and I said that I would fetch him soon.  A woman asked me if the nurse was giving out prescription and I said that I wasn’t sure of that.  When I asked for her birth date, she wasn’t willing to do so initially, but when I said that unfortunately it was required, she gave it to me reluctantly.  I walked about and saw that on the other side of the partition the ‘Moody Bible’ students were doing their “spirit feeding” session.  In the kitchen John had started his speech and was doing a great job.  He told the volunteers everything they needed to know, such as not giving the guests any money and about everyone’s “comfort zone”.  He then assigned duties and we ended with a prayer.  While Jon was doing a very competent job, it is strange not to have both, Keith and Marianne around for the first time since I have been coming here.

I continued my duties and since no one else had signed up with me, some folks said that I was not having any “customers” this evening.  I replied saying that I guess it was good.  The food came out and it seemed that we had something that looked like a “taco”.  I stood on the side as John went over and made the announcements, including that I would be taking down the names for the nurse.  The music was on with folks playing the drums and piano.  The volunteers went out to serve the salads and once again, we had to leave the bowls on tables even though no one was there.  I looked around and saw that one of the ‘Moody Bible’ volunteers was having a conversation in “sign language” with a guest who is deaf.  In fact, she spent the entire evening with him.  The dinner started and I stood on one side looking at the room, remembering what Marianne has said a long time ago.  There are many reasons why people come here and one of them is that some of them are lonely and would rather share a warm meal with others.  I thought to myself that perhaps financial means aside, we are not too different, them and I. 

One gentleman came over and said that he wanted to see the nurse and when I offered to keep his meal warm in the oven, he said that he would rather eat first.  Knowing that in the past we have had instances where food in the oven had been given away by mistake, I thought that it was a wise decision.  As dinner came to a close, volunteers started the clean-up while I finished up my duties, with one last person remaining to see the nurse.  As the guests left, the volunteers had done a great job and everything was being put away.  I took pictures of the various forms for Marianne and left after thanking John for his leadership.  Marianne sent an email to all the volunteers thanking us.  She also sent a separate one to me saying that I was a “blessing to her and there were never enough ways to thank me”.  I said that I could have done with her comforting shoulder tonight but there will be another month.  There’s always another month.

Senior Birthday Club

Location: Judge Fisher Apartments
Date: Tuesday, March 03, 2015; 6:30-8:30 pm

I arrived to find that Jason was chatting with some of the residents.  I took my seat and listened to them talking about the ‘Cubs’ prospects for this year, and they didn’t seem to be too optimistic.  Couple of residents arrived, including the lady who had been interested in Jason’s love life.  The two ladies seemed to be good friends and were joking and fooling around just like good buddies would.  One of them looked at my name on the sign-up sheet and totally butchered it calling me “Rikins Tippins”.  She asked if that was me and I said that it wasn't even close.

A few other volunteers arrived and we got down to work.  I asked them to make 20 goody bags with candies for the residents to take home while I put the ‘Happy Birthday’ signs on the wall. Jason’s resident friend was blowing balloons as usual while he updated her on his fiancée in the Philippines.  Two more volunteers arrived and one of them was the girl with whom I had cooked ‘Sloppy Joes’ at ‘Lidia Pucinska’ project.  They started cutting and serving the cinnamon roll like thing that we had as snacks for today, along with tangerines and milk, which I served.  These girls had also brought a big birthday balloon and I suggested that we give it to whoever’s birthday was the closest in March.  After a quick poll, we found one resident and gave it to her.

Jason mentioned that he had heard that the lady who was at the security had her birthday today.  We asked one of the residents to confirm, and the lady who had come up with my creative name came back to report that it was coming up on Thursday.  Jason said that we should go to give her the cake and milk and also sing ‘Happy Birthday’.  When no resident or volunteer moved, it was me and Jason who went out and sang, which pleased her a lot.  We came back and the residents were now demanding that we start the Bingo.  We had a good spread of prizes today, including a ‘Hot Water Bag’, which drew mixed reviews.  There were also artificial flowers and some ‘Valentine’s Day’ leftover.

The prizes
Jason started calling the game and one of the volunteers was noting the numbers.  I joined the ladies who were best friends, and another lady at their table.  Typically, everyone gets 2 bingo cards but we were running out and Jason requested some residents to hand over one of their cards.  Both of the friends at my table gave theirs up. My liking for them kept increasing and I thought that luck would surely be on their side today.  Sure enough, just as I had predicted, my new friend who had christened me was the first to win.  As she came to collect her prize, I hinted that she pick up that ‘Valentine’s Day’ leftover, which she did…only to give it to her bestie.  What a lady!   Later as her friend won - she had come ever so close earlier that I said that I would be disappointed in her if she did not win; she picked soap with “romance fragrance” – once again prompted by me - and gave it to another lady at their table.  She kept referring to her as “Happy” and when I asked why, we learned that the person who had named her was the happiest person she had known.  Well, I told Happy that I would also call her the same.

A few ladies complained that they couldn’t hear the numbers and Jason apologized for speaking softly.  When they continued to complain, someone got up and said that if everyone could stop talking so much, they would be able to listen!  Our table won quite a bit and they kept giving their prizes away.  Happy won and gave hers to one gentleman.  When she won again, she did the same with another gentleman.  I said that Happy was only giving prizes to men and I was on to her, at which she laughed out loud.  Jason had handed over his calling duties to my friend from ‘Lidia Pucinska’ and she was doing a good job of infusing it with personality.  While she did that, Jason and I walked about and looked at the jigsaw puzzle posters that they have all around this place.  

One gentleman upon winning came over to the prizes table. Since there were some cookies left, I said that it would be a crime if he did not take those.  But he chose toothpaste saying that he had no teeth, but wanted to clean his gums.  Then he said that he wanted to sing and proceeded to sing Sinatra – at which he was asked to shut up so that others could hear the numbers!  He said that his name was Steve and once all prizes had been given out, I went over to him and said “Sing away”.  For the next 20 minutes, Steve  and I had ourselves a medley of Sinatra hits.

Steve is an incurable romantic and at one stage he said, “My heart is missing, is there a doctor in the house”.  I said, “Only in title”.  His voice is really good and I asked him to sing “My Way”.  We first listened to it on my phone and then we both sang together.  He then said that he wanted to dance, and I put on some instrumental jazz while he proceeded to dance.  Other volunteers had left and Steve was telling Jason and me how he had practiced singing, and how he had trained his voice.  He had been in the service and claimed to be an entertainer.  I said that he must have been popular with the ladies and he proceeded to tell us some scandalous stories from his youth.

It had been a fantastic evening with Steve, and as much as we would have liked to have stayed, it was getting late.  As Jason and I took the train back, he told me about his fiancée in the Philippines, and the challenges with getting her here after their wedding in August.  Seeing the glow on his face as he talked about her, I asked if she was the love of his life.  He said yes.  I said that then he would figure it out.  He asked if I was single and now it was my turn to nod.  He said, “Then you haven’t found the love of your life”.  I have often found ‘Great Expectations’ extremely educational in the matters of love and life.  Something from that flashed through my mind as I muttered to myself, “I didn’t say that now did I?”

“I loved her against reason, against promise, against peace, against hope, against happiness, against all discouragement that could be.”
-          Charles Dickens, 'Great Expectations'

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