Many years ago while sitting in a classroom filled with other “want to be psychics.” The teacher had requested the prior time that people bring in historical artifacts from their families lifetime. The older, the better. She told everyone you would get an artifact placed in front of you. Then you will pick it up and hold it with your eyes closed and to see what fills the space in your mind.
The artifact placed in front of me was an oversized metal spoon with an engraving of US on the end of it. I knew this was a military issued spoon by how it looked. I began to get a strange buzzing sensation within my forehead. I smiled eagerly to hold this spoon.
The teacher requested for everyone to pick up their object. I picked up the spoon and closed my eyes and right away relocated out of the classroom! I was now standing in a trench with a soldier decorated in World War II brown style fatigues. His height was about five foot eight, with dark hair, young maybe 30 years old and dirty. He also donned a sizeable tan backpack. He was looking at me, standing upright as though stunned I was looking at him.
The teacher said to put down the objects and write down in a list fashion what we could recall. I wrote down everything I noticed. Then the teacher had each person who brought in the artifacts read off the actual history of each object. When my turn came, the person said it was a US Army issued spoon from World War I. It was a long-lost relative describe as a dark haired man with a short stature.
She said everything I wrote down was accurate except for which war it was, but to her it was perfect.