Three Historical Events We Wish We Could Be Part Of

There are so many to choose from but we don't want to waste energy and time. We just choose randomly

We wish I could go back to...the day when Jean Jacques Rousseau was born...why? Because, he was the forefathers of the French Revolution, the innovator of auto bio-graphing, and the father of modern Pedagogy. We would love so much to search into his mind. Why did he achieve so many things... having been born almost death, and as feeble and weak as Issac Newton, and considered a retard like Thomas Alva Edison. He was thankful at a later time to his Auntie (Therese Tante), for keeping him safe during his first months on this world.

JUNE 28 1712

After swallowing all the info from search engines, I took that deep plunge into time. My language goes from English to Eighteen century Swiss-french; I arrived to his Parents home, right on time. His mom Suzanne Bernard had some complications that caused her fever and postpauperal side effects. Joseph Lister was not around to tell this Madame midwife, to wash her hands thoroughly.

Rousseau's dad is helping this 'obstetricien' to welcome this premature creature. The silent room gives way to a new life: "'Avec beacoup de plaisier, mademoiselle' Bernard. So, you and Issac your husband, want to name him Jean Jacques?" Inquires this husky midwife Citoyen from a nearby Lac Lehman City.

I see myself checking Rousseau's mother Personal Library, that her Calvinist dad left for her...and the future Philosopher. We recognize authors like Plutarch, Dante, and Luther...The smell of lavender oil and those books, make us think... that we are actually there... Oh God! Even some sort of fetid urine smelling invades my nostrils through the front door.

I want to travel back to Germany and see how this Nazi Party took over the country and eventually most of European soil. I wish I could read Hitler's mind, and ask him what was the real reason of his hatred toward the Jew. Was this incident at a pre crystal-natch bakery a real event? Or was passed down to us by his propagandist Joseph Goebles. I wish I could've gotten to know him since his prime years. I just found out that he died suffering early stages of Parkinson's disease. However, I was wondering, why did he hate his dad's ruling? A rebel without cause from his time, I might guess. He wanted his party to last over a thousand years and barely made it to that historical April 30, 1945.

I wish I could be there and witness with my own eyes those first hours of their construction. I know I will see some slaves being forced to push those megalithic rocks by the Nile river. I want to be able to understand the language and how they actually sounded. I want to visit King Kuphus palace, and follow him to the construction site... the year? 2588 B.C.

What really struck me is the Engineering inherited from Amhotep, who started to build one of the first Pyramids for King Djoser (2632 B.C). In that time lapse, around 55 years, the pyramids went from a single Mastaba or flat benched Tomb, to the ones built at Giza. It's really amazing to know that Amhotep was a Priest, Architect, Physician and Mathematician. We wonder if Leonardo Da Vinci ever heard of him.