Inspired by National Science Week, I’m sharing a found poem, taken from the picture book, ‘Mr Ferris and His Wheel’ – a book that I borrowed as much for my late-teenaged sons as for myself. They’re both so busy with studies at the moment that a picture book is about all they have time for! (And we have always loved a good scientific picture book.)
“Before TV and the internet, people from around the globe gathered at World’s Fairs to share their different ways of life and new technologies.”
What grand events the World’s Fairs must have been! It made me a little envious of the days…
Mr Ferris Wheel World’s Fair; America to impress the world. Mechanical engineer George Ferris had an idea a dazzle an invention. Construction chief: “It would collapse.” George: “You are an architect, sir. I am an engineer.” Dynamite. Quicksand. Digging. Solid ground deep into the earth. Trains chugged 100,000 parts. Monster wheel had to spin; elegant passenger cars the size of a living room. Two thousand tons of steel up, up, UP. Glimpses of faraway states! Perfect escape was fifty cents. Magical. Ferris Wheel.This was a fascinating read into the skepticism that surrounded the birth of the Ferris wheel. And the success anyway! Without any financial assistance from fair organisers (convinced of its failure, but finding no better alternatives) and bankers (who ‘laughed him into the street’), 34 year-old George Ferris used his own savings, and with the support of a few wealthy investors, financed the monstrosity himself.
I could share all sorts of interesting snippets with you, but where would I start… and where would I finish!? Instead I will say that you should just read the book yourself! And absorb the varied coloured pallets of the illustrations, that take you back to another time and magical place…
My son’s favourite line of the book?
“You are an architect, sir. I am an engineer.”
(There may be some bias in son’s preference.
