
Hay Market
Springfield and New Castle are so proud of their claim on Lincoln. Even though much has changed since the days Lincoln walked the streets and paths of the region, there is a great interest in trying to build back “how it was.” The buildings and furnishings don’t have to be original to get the sense of country to city, from poverty to greatness. I loved the pride of the place. I loved the reverence in which Lincoln was spoken. Walking through the streets of Springfield brought to life Lincoln in a new way for me. It excited my childhood memories of my hero. I’m excited to bring the enthusiasm with me when we read letters from Lincoln and the Gettysburg address.
As we arrived in Chicago, I tried to imagine how Lincoln might have found that experience. Lights on top of lights. Noise. Buildings that block the sky. More than likely, it would have been impossible for a man of Lincoln’s time to imagine how the landscape of Chicago would change in a century. Even for me, I was transfixed by the size and the diversity of the city. Everything was amazing to me. The “L” clacking by through the night. The flat, still lake spread as far as the eye could see. The languages from all countries spoken in the restaurants and on the streets. However, there was one huge similarity between Chicago and Springfield—pride. The city built from ashes. It is no wonder that architecture is celebrated. Building is vital, the lifeblood of the bustling city, something that is still in evidence now.
It is impossible for me to say which aspect of the city that struck me most. The art museum was a dream come true. I’ve wanted to go through the Impressionist collection for as long as I can remember. Walking over the Chicago River was stunning. And I loved seeing the Frank Lloyd Wright House. The most memorable day was the Hull House. I will never forget the power of the young people carrying on Addams’ mission. They are the new revolutionaries changing the world. Going to South Chicago to see the stockyard gate and Pullman was an experience I will always value. I thought it was perfect to have that experience in the rain—a little memory of the miserable conditions in the Jungle. On my own, I took the train to Wrigley Field. All together, I feel like I was given a great feel for how Chicago plays out as “setting.” It is a city of triumph, a city of industry, a city of pride, a city of change, a city of great wealth and power and a city of great poverty and shame. There is a place for activists to make their mark. I’m excited to bring The Jungle into my classroom and teach my students about how Chicago impacted the Pure Food and Drug Act. I’m excited to bring in the poetry of Carl Sandburg and juxtapose city life with our quiet small town life. I’m excited to bring in the work of Jane Addams and show how written work can change the world.
I’m most grateful for the day in Wisconsin, even though, I didn’t fully understand the reason of that leg of the journey until we got there. The university proved to be a setting of learning. I was inspired by the great words and messages we received from the professors excited about their teaching and knowledge. It reminded me why I became a teacher in the first place—to share my passions.
Chicago was a once in life time opportunity for me. I learned so much and saw so many amazing things and met people who inspired me and enriched my life. I can’t even begin to catalogue all that I took away from the ten days. I can’t even pick out a favorite moment. I came away with inspiration and a renewed commitment to what I’m doing in my classroom. I’m excited to teach from primary documents and to teach my students that words and actions make up history. I’m excited to explore how setting impacts words and actions. I’m excited to show how words, stories, ideas written in another time and place still have value to us today.




