Lens-Artists PC: History in the making

For me history is a bit like sunrise. And as we have just learned – I’m more of a sunset person.

In school I hated only physics more. I find this as hard to believe as you but it’s true: none of my history teachers was able to present history as a fascinating story that it really is. Their monotonous accounts went in one ear and out the other.

I’d had such a deficit in all things history that when I had to pass my International Relations exam as part of my journalism studies at the university, first I had to set up a timeline cheat sheet with important dates in history, such as wars, conferences, congresses, and learn them by heart. I wish there existed something like this hilarious roundup World War II. as Facebook news feed to come to my aid (the entire history of the universe is fun, too). Actually, I think I need to read it again. This part kills me every time:

I had such disinterest in history that I refused to enter the Epidaurus theatre on the Peloponnese in Greece when we took our Peugeots on a long vacation, and preferred to have a nap outside. It was a steaming hot August and so crowded. I did go to see the Olympia stadium – in fact it was the first thing I did my first time in Greece – but only because our local basketball team was called Olimpija Ljubljana. We sent them a postcard.

Neither am I a fan of museums. I connect them with the memory of forced school visits too much. It was always clear to me that history is defined by some wars or others led by those who wanted more, and that it was written by the winners of these wars. Yes, history is public relations.

And to that end serves the bottom in the featured photo which comes from the Miramare castle in Trieste, if you were wondering. Even though Slovenia was on the winning side of the war and Italy on the losing, there is Italian flag on this castle and after the war many Slovenians in the area remained living outside their home country.

And now (well, for the sixth year) Italy has won me as well. I find it especially poignant that I find myself living deep in the Etruscan territory surrounded by Romans who are in such a large part still just like their ancestors. History is so thick here and it comes in layers. I have a lifetime of catching up to do, slowly but surely.

The photos of historical landmarks are roughly divided into a Slovenian and an Italian half with Trieste acting as a buffer zone. These are some of the places – in the case of Slovenia mostly castles – where history can be felt strongest.

And to make up for being such a bad student, I add the date when the structure was first built.

For Lens-Artists Photo Challenge, hosted by Patti of pilotfishblog.com: History


  1. You know, I was also utterly disinterested in history at school. The teachers made it seem so boring, like memorizing dates was important!! And the wars, like you said! Why couldn’t history studies at school be more anthropological, studying the evolution of the human in different cultures across the world, understanding why things happened. For wars, the answers are simply machoism, greed for power, money and personal gain. No wonder that’s not interesting!

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    1. Thanks, SMSW, and extra special congratulations for the only comment this post has received. 😀 I suppose people love their history and are too polite to contradict. 😉 Well, at least there are some pretty pictures.

      Of course, it’s exactly how you say. In this world wrong things happen for the wrong reasons.

      Good to have you fly with me.

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  2. I can understand how many people, not just youngsters can be turned off of all the boring dates and events in history. I guess I was very lucky during my time in school to have two amazing history teachers who made it all come to life and were able to make the connection between decisions made and things that happened in the past and where the world is today.

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  3. Hi, MMM. It looks like history has slowly captivated you!! I love your description of why history was boring. It’s sad when teachers and grownups can’t make history “come alive” for kids. It’s true that it’s public relations and determined by those in power or the popular “accepted” viewpoint, but digging past that is the challenge and wonder of it! A wonderful post, MMM.

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  4. Your opening line is funny. And I’m not just talking about the crack. Ba da bum. The people that make history interesting to me are the ones that tell the stories of the people. We are always all the same and I find that interesting. It must be fascinating living among all those layers of history. Like a fine onion. Thank you!

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    1. Hihihi, your first three sentences are pretty cool too. 😀 True, it’s all about the story. And I’m so glad to see that today’s new Friendly Friday challenge by my friend Snow Melts Somewhere is “story”! Thanks for seeing the humour in this post too, Lindsay, even though it’s also true what I say. Fine onion it is!

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  5. I cannot but agree….history was not my subject at all – until the French Revolution! That caught me, really! So many smashing details with beautiful women and hungry men, captures and escapes, intrigues and well, it had everything. And there were novels to read with intriguing stories during that period. Sigh. I have a lot to catch up with as well. When I still was working as a teacher I tried to co-operate with the history teacher and suggest novels to read simultaneously. And then write about it. Hopefully I have made it more interesting for some students…as a compensation for what I went through.
    Love your post, Manja – great shots as well.

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