So, I know I don't yet write much about my school (neither the one I am currently at, nor my someday school), but my current school is with me all the time, every moment. The children are precious--even the 20 year old children. And my school is beautiful because, as crazy and eccentric and irresponsible and disorganized as the staff might collectively be, we genuinely care about the kids. About who they are, and how they've grown, where they're going, and how we can help them get there. And this is simply gorgeous.
Yet there are weeks like this one where children are being kicked out of their houses, their family members tell the kids they are worthless, horrible people. And as children, they believe what they are told about themselves. And this is sad. And I can't fix it.
But, I can call their family court lawyers. And I can help them finish their college applications. And I can stand beside them when they make a doctor's appointment because they've been ill all week long. And I hope they know they are loved.
I think this is why I'm hooked on this idea for a food-themed school. Which is to say, I love a new recipe, but I can't give up on the kids just yet. So, I keep dreaming of this place where I can integrate these passions. It turns out that this idea is not only emerging in nooks and crannies across the nation, it is also popping up in my own school. Just today another teacher told me that she's hoping to pilot a food-themed interdisciplinary curriculum in the 7th grade next year. Hooray! I'll let you know if anything comes to pass.
Hear, hear to the beet. And hear, hear to another day of fighting the good fight. The beet goes on...
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