NANTON'S BATTLE OF MINIATURES IS SUPER-COLLABORATIONARY-WITH-EXTRA-FICTICIOUS-DOSES

MINI MUSEUM FEATURES HISTORICALLY ACCURATE AMOUNT OF HORSE POOP

One of my favourite questions from people visiting me at the MacEwan Schoolhouse is whether I’m an actual teacher.

Maybe by some loose definition of the word, sure. Life lessons, I got you covered. Like, if you were wondering if you accidentally left your passport in the washer and subsequently, dryer, will it be OK?—it will.

But my true area of expertise is in frivolity and fabrication: tiny newspapers, giant crib boards, seashell encrustenings on everyday items, plus games, prizes and lesser known moments in Nanton history I simply make up on the spot. If anything, I'm like a kindergarten teacher of all-ages.

But, Roy! Here is a miniature professional, a real historian and a real teacher. You want to learn a thing or three about the history of western civilization? Pay this museum a visit. You’ll learn about a moose used as a plowhorse; mini replicas travelling salesmen used so as not to lug around a huge freaking cast iron stove; and how much horsepoop there really was back in the day.

If you or a class of you’s go to the Museum of Miniatures, stop by the MacEwan Schoolhouse after and tell me about it for a chance to win ... I dunno, something. And while you’re there, look for a miniature copy of this miniature newspaper. It may be there. x