So, we are studying Ancient Mesopotamia right now, and here's the ziggurat we made. They didn't actually put gold balls on them...that was Mia's little flourish. While we were discussing that a ziggurat was a temple that the people built as steps for the gods to use to come down to earth, Mia was fascinated. I could tell she was envisioning the gods doing just that. She wondered why they didn't just send written messages to the people saying what they wanted, instead of the people having to examine sheep livers. I said, "Well, Mia, the gods weren't real, so they searched for divine meaning in everyday things, like the weather." Man, did that not go over well. I got a lecture on the existence of gods and goddesses, and Narnia, and Aslan, and unicorns. Anyway I've had "Stairway to Heaven" stuck in my head for 3 days. And I'm wondering if the Mesopotamian ziggurats are still there, in Iraq, or if we blew them to bits.
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