I love globes and maps. Not any globes. They have to have moving parts (like one of my previous posts) or be unique in some way. My moon globe is one of my most prized possessions because it is so strange. Sit back and let me tell you a story.
When I was a small child I would go visit my grandparents, like most kids do. My parents would sit upstairs and talk with my grandparents and my sister and I would go play downstairs. On a shelf, significantly out of my reach, was a moon globe. My grandparents had got it from a National Geographic (or something similar, they don’t remember) and for some reason, I was obsessed with it. I would usually ask to get it taken down for me, and since it was a metal ball, they usually did. I must have gotten smart at some point and realized that, with the aid of a pool cue (my grandfather was an avid billiards player) I could poke the globe and it would fall down to me. However, being (then) a small geeklet, my ability to get rid of the cue and catch the moon globe was poor. Therefore it hit the floor many times. This lead to the moon globe obtaining a number of craters that were not part of the original plan (see pic #2). Fast-foreward some years and my grandparents show up with a dented globe which they present to me and state that it was mine, since I had left my mark on it.
Final interesting fact: since we alway see only one side of the moon and since this globe was manufactured before 1969 (the first moon landing), the backside of the moon globe is not complete. We did not know what that side looked like. That, in my books, makes this an even more interesting artifact.
This globe (and the story) show up almost every year in one of my science classes. The kids love it. Take that Google Space.
(Pictures courtesy of my hours messing with my new camera)