Level Two. Timely Tastes.
Level Two. Timely Tastes.
By Michelle Lloyd.
A social experiment was an idea or theory that could be tested out on a specific section of the public. New One had heard about this concept before, but he had not ever put anything even remotely like it into practice.
At school an exciting day had been planned. A number of historical experts were going to come in and talk to the students about what it would have been like for those of a similar age to them, in a particular time of history. There was going to be cooking classes, farming skills, arts and crafts shown and taught throughout the day and as a part of the experience, but participation was key.
The school had been preparing for this historical extravaganza for some time. Everybody was getting involved, from the kitchen staff to the gardeners and maintenance team. Even the local press was going to turn up and take a few snaps of the event in progress.
The school building itself had been transformed into a walk through the ages and as minibus loads of experts arrived at the location, the hubbub began to unfold. It was all lovely for New One who had high expectations of what the experience would entail. Used to the lifestyle he had lived up to now, it was hard for him to imagine anything too far removed but he knew that what he was about to experience would be a way away from his perceived normal.
Fast forward an hour and a half, to the assembly which had a full introduction as to the experts who were in situ and schedule that they were about to embark on. New One felt pushed far back to the further extremes of his memory when he had always refused to ty anything new to him, on this occasion it might have been age-old but it was decidedly at odds with his mental motivation.
The task at New One’s hand had been to show how plants and a grow your own were an important part of the past for many, as if you could not grow it, you often went without. After lugging around the equipment for digging and trying to get seedlings appropriately and accordingly into the correct environments for them to thrive, New One was sure that the outdoor part of the history experience was not for him. Laughter and gasps of awe at the flora and fauna had quickly turned to groans and moans when it was discovered what the class were expected to do.
One of the students who had been attempting to learn about the growing it green, keeping it clean run down, had nearly run off himself claiming that he should sue for the indignity of the soil stains on his trousers and the strain to his back. He had, according to him, never endured anything like it!
The cookery class did not go much better, with oohs and ahhs of curiosity firmly met with disgusted or disgruntled disdain at the rather raw and unprepared ingredients. Tastes had somewhat altered over history and the class could not be happier about this, never had they been more relieved than after being introduced to some of the menu options of a counterpart’s experience from history.
After all the turmoil of being nearly kicked by a visiting farmyard animal and then the grappling but not getting to grips at all with the outdoor pursuits New One had in his heart of hearts been hoping for a bit of a treat when it came to this particular class, but for what was on offer, a debate was not needed on whether he would partake or not. New One’s shock and disapproval was written all over his face. No translation, no code or chart to depict what he thought could have ever done his expression justice. He could hold his tongue no longer and demanded to know what the joke was about.
Endured more than experienced, New One felt that his brush with history had been if nothing else, an eye-opener. He had an appreciation that could not have come in any way other than what he had seen, heard and at most times tried to get out from doing. It put his own brand of existence into sharp contrast and he did not in any way feel like he could ever compare it with anything from history ever again because although he appreciated the contrast, he knew when he was most adept and that was firmly in his own comfortable domain.