Stories

MUSEUM (poem)

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2010s

I believe museums should be about affectivity-- that one should be able to simultaneously 'lose' oneself and connect to something larger. Here's a poem I wrote on the subject that I am pleased to share in honour of ROM ReCollects: MUSEUM Matinée monuments stories in surround...

Full Circle

Full Circle

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1980s

Growing up without a lot of money in a small town outside of Toronto, trips to the museum were reserved for very special occasions, and I can count on the fingers of one hand the number of times I actually made it through the doors. But I remember every single one of those trips with vivid clarity....

Another Chronometer Bites the Dust

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1980s

It was late on a Friday in my first summer here when my coworker and I found ourselves with some spare time on our hands. We stuffed a labcoat and made a fairly lifelike torso. To this we added a pair of stuffed workpants and hung both from a coat rack in the lab, adding a stuffed sample bag for a...

"He's looking at rocks"

"He's looking at rocks"

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1960s

So my parents took their young son to the ROM for some education and entertainment. Being as I was about 5 at the time, I quickly wore Mom out. She sat on a bench in the rotunda waiting for Dad and me to finish in the gemmology exhibit. Dad comes out- alone- and slumps next to her in exhaustion....

Bats We Know and Love

Bats We Know and Love

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1980s

Many things come and go in our lives--our clothes, our exercise routines, our favourite TV shows-- but the ROM will always be a part of my life. There were bursting bus school trips in the late 1960s and 1970s. There were lone trips in the early 1980s seeking an escape from an overwhelming...

A Different Light during the Toronto Blackout

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2000s

During the Summer of 2003, those of us in the Asian section of the Royal Ontario Museum hosted a special visitor from India: the leader of a school of Tibetan Buddhism, one of several schools from the mountainous region of the Himalayas. He was equal in status, if not celebrity, to the Dalai Lama,...

My Knight in Shining Armour: A Celebrity Remembers

My Knight in Shining Armour: A Celebrity Remembers

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1960s

I remember as a little girl growing up in Toronto, one of my favourite things to do was to go to the ROM on a Saturday afternoon and gaze at the (invisible) knight in shining armour--that suit conjured up such romantic visions for me! As I grew older, and my love of fashion blossomed, I switched...

Admission fees rise

Admission fees rise

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1980s

Admission price rises to $2.50

My Brilliant Career

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1950s

Robert Taylor and  the ROM My first contact with the ROM was in 1948 when our grade 4 class from Coleman Avenue School took the Bloor streetcar along the Danforth to Avenue Road and across to the museum.  We were in awe of the magnitude of the building itself as we trundled up the concrete steps...

Drawing the Egyptians

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1960s

One of my best visits to the ROM was in the late 60s when my brother Mark and I went by ourselves by subway at 12 and 10 years old. Being out alone was an adventure. The ROM was familiar to us so we were nothing but happy and content as we moved through our favorite exhibits, especially the mummy...