Obsessions
I’ve had a life-long one with Faberge Eggs. It stemmed from my mother who was not a big jewellery wearer at all but for some reason used to regale these stories about the Russian Tsars, Russian Revolution and the lost eggs to me as a child. I’ve tried and tried to pick a favourite but it’s impossible! Strange but the fascination has never left me and call me sad but if there is ever an opportunity in a lesson with 7 year olds about the properties of stones, rock or something spilled from a volcano I will bring up on the whiteboard to show what can be made from something found formed over many years in the ground in the shape of a beautiful Faberge Egg! They are in awe and ask for more pictures.
Children are sponges soaking up information you give with enthusiasm and pleasure. One very quiet little girl told me she had a Faberge Egg her mother had brought her back from trip somewhere abroad. She proudly plonked it on my desk the day after a discussion about them. The made in China stamp on the bottom didn’t matter she thought it was beautiful and so did I!
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