My daughter pipes up one evening, ” Mama, you need to start sending me to school with healthy snacks. My teacher said that my snack wasn’t healthy, and also the kid who sits next to me was telling me that my snack wasn’t healthy.”
What do you mean it wasn’t healthy? Simply because it wasn’t a fruit or vegetable?
“I told the kid that it was healthy and that it had cheese in it. She just said again that it wasn’t healthy, then my teacher also said it wasn’t healthy.”
“Every day at snack time the teacher says ” OK class, let’s see who has a healthy snack! Then whoever has a vegetable, the teachers says their name out happily that they had the healthy snack of the day.”
Everything I give you is healthy. Nothing I give you is unhealthy. This whole food inspection/food patrol isn’t your teachers role.
I then proceeded, in my infuriation, to fashion a note to the said teacher.
This Food Patrol is absurd!! I am disgusted, and must say, it’s gone on long enough.
From my first grade circle time, where teachers took it upon themselves to question each student as to what they had eaten the night before for dinner, to the year 2014 where snacks are being inspected and rated as either “healthy” or ” not healthy”, is shocking. It’s clearly not done out of concern, as I have yet to hear about bins of “healthy” snacks on hand for free doling whenever a child’s snack is deemed ” not healthy”.
So what is the purpose behind this ludicrous practice?
Here’s my concern with this food inspection/food patrol practice,
You are shaming the child by telling them that what they have put forth for ‘inspection’ isn’t good enough, and is actually “not healthy”. They have failed, in their minds.
The inspections are being done openly in front of other classmates, further adding to the embarrassment of the child.
The inspections in themselves aren’t “healthy”. They create an SS-Gestapo environment which isn’t conducive to a learning environment. Children are getting involved in the inspections and informing on their classmates. This is pruning children to become future corporate minions, looking for reward, praise and power.
Children are, in essence, being brainwashed into believing that their parents don’t know what’s best for them, the school institution/system on the other hand, does. This sets our children up for lifetime of servitude to the ‘system’ without question, because the system has their best interests as first priority.
Teachers need to stick to their roles as educators not government indoctrinating patrol officers.
There’s a fine line between teaching healthy eating habits, and en mass brainwashing and enforcement of something that is the sole responsibility of the parents. What comes next, force feeding?
Granted, there are instances where children aren’t eating healthily, so why not dole out some healthy goodies if you see the need, rather than shame the child? Why confuse children as to what’s considered healthy and not healthy, simply because what they brought for a snack wasn’t a fruit or vegetable?
I am one hundred percent against this food inspection/food patrol, needless to say, and that concludes my rant for the day.
Ease this burning incision
I would have muted this heart
Had I known it’s precision
Had I known our fate
Though that star caught fire
I would have swore it a liar
I would have silenced my wish
The arrow that shot me through
Came out of nowhere whilst before you
Had I known our future state
I would have blinded my stare
I would have blocked it for good
If I understood right there
Those who witness our turmoil marvel with little care
How these lovers bemoan
Unable to bear
I wake with you still on my breath
These endless thoughts of you will surely bring me to my death
Was it a past sin that brought Misery to grin
Was I in another life your secret wife
Do our souls acknowledge something
That to us remains hidden
This cruel punishment leaves us virtually bed ridden
Why did this heart lie
I trusted it was true
When I felt it’s first beat for you
Forbidden love thus hangs me alive
You alone are the hope in which I survive
Death can take me on the condition
It brings rescue from this torturous rendition
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It is rather shocking to come to the realization that there are individuals who would allow the esthetic destruction of a piano…although, had it not been graffitied, the renewal process would’ve still taken place!
After some filling and a few coats of chalk paint, the piano looks better than ever. Quick and easy project with endless opportunities for further renewal.