We Interrupt This Post To Watch Natalie Bang Her Head Against the Wall

I'd be curious as to what you think about this. . .Long story ahead.

Let's face it: School food sucks. It's gross. It's mostly chemicals, preservatives, articifial colors and flavors. In short, in the standard school lunch program, there's probably nothing that's good for our kids. (The National School Lunch Program has got to be one of the most corrupt systems I've ever heard about, but that's a whole 'nother story)

Back in Ohio, discussions about changing the school lunch program in our district were just getting underway. There was a local woman who had approached our school board about improving the food, but I didn't really get involved because we were getting ready to move. But the president of the school board basically told her that they shouldn't take away kids' choice. Choice? Choice to have chemicals vs. healthy food? Excuse me, we are the big people here.

When we arrived in Colorado, I was a little disturbed to find out that even at the elementary school level, junk food was available for sale to the kids. On top of the nasty lunch options. Ick. Hot Cheetos, Doritos, soda, ice cream, Gatorade, Fruit Roll Ups, cinnamon buns. For sale. To Kindergartners.

I was annoyed.

And I wasn't alone. Except that I found out that many parents weren't even aware their kids could buy this stuff.

Already in 2006, a friend of Tara's had been approaching the district's director of food service about improving the lunches and getting rid of the junk for several years. Then Tara got involved and was able to get most of the junk out of her school, but she had to do it all herself--all of the research, purchasing, stocking, reordering, etc. She even had to get the grant to pay for it all.

By this time, we had moved out here and I jumped on the bandwagon, too, and started taking part in what had become a committee of parents who wanted change things. Over the course of a year and a half or so, we have been able to change some of the snacks in the elementary schools. The crap in the junior and high schools still exists. Plus, there's still crap in the elementary schools, but it's better crap. The chips are baked (still filled with preservatives though). And there are only about 10 choices now instead of the 50 or so the kids had before. Some of the options are healthier like real fruit leather (instead of fruit roll ups), sunflower seeds, etc. But there are still push ups, ice cream, etc.

We were first working with the district's director of food service who is possibly the world's biggest road blocker I have ever seen. For every idea we have, there is a road block and a reason we can't accomplish something. Sure he'll change the school lunch program--if the parents find all the money and do all the work.

Last summer we got a new superintendent and we all had hope that with a new administration, change might be becoming.

After giving the new superintendent some time to settle in, our informal committee contacted her to get things rolling--to ask to be recognized as a formal committee, to have district representation at each meeting and to have this person have some sort of decision-making authority. We explained that our goal was to create a district Wellness Committee that would help the district implement and follow its Wellness Policy--which is a federally mandated document that was adopted by our district in 2006 and that we violate in many, many areas.

We sent our e-mail to the new superintendent and the president of the school board in the beginning of December and requested a meeting.

We received no reply.

We wrote again in February.

No reply.

I was, as Eamonn likes to say, gobsmacked. As a parent AND a taxpayer in this district, I was floored that no one could be bothered to even hit reply and say, "Sorry, this isn't of interest to us right now." Are you kidding me? If I'd treated a customer like that when I was employed, I wouldn't have had a job for very long. And if I behaved like that to my clients today, I wouldn't have a business.

In early April, I went with our little committee to a board meeting and we repeated our request for a formal committee with some decision-making capacity.

The next day I received an e-mail from the district that said, "Thank you for coming to the school board meeting. Good luck with your project." I must have lost consciousness for a minute because I don't remember what happened after that.

After quizzing a school board member about what that e-mail meant, we were then informed that the superintendent would be calling us to schedule a meeting. That was six weeks ago. Still nothing.

For the past year and a half, I have played "nice" with this whole ordeal because some of the people on our informal committee didn't want to piss off the powers that be. So we have played nice. But you know what? Playing nice has gotten us nowhere and now here we sit, another year on and no progress.

So tonight, a group of parents at our neighborhood elementary school showed the documentary, "Two Angry Moms," which follows the journey of two women who tried to change the lunch program at their school district. We had a small turnout, just 15 people, among whom was the district food service guy. I could barely contain myself listening to his rhetoric yet again about how he'd love to see change, but. . .roadblock, roadblock, roadblock.

Why do I care and why do I keep pursuing what seems like a futile effort? Why don't I just pack my kids' lunch all the time and be quiet?

Well, first, because that's just not me. And the first time I met the food service guy he sort of shook his head and said something to the effect of: "Yeah, every few years a group of parents shows up and wants to change to food and it never goes anywhere." And then he sort of sighed and sat down like he would endure talking to our group until we got bored with seeing no change and went away, too.

Nothing motivates me like a jackass.

I come from a long line of educators. In fact, I'm about the only female on my mom's side of the family who is not a teacher. There are a lot of teachers amongst the cousins on my dad's side, too. So it's not like I don't care or understand about what's going on in the schools. They're overworked, underpaid, and underappreciated. I know this. I've lived it in my own house growing up. BUT, as a taxpayer and a parent and someone who has spent an inordinate amount of time researching nutrition, I also know that all of the money I'm paying as a taxpayer and fundraising for as a member of the PTA to raise money for various educational programs doesn't mean squat if we aren't giving kids what they need from a nutritional standpoint so that they can sit in a classroom ready to learn.

For example, research shows us that very common preservatives in soda and chips, which are available to kids at lunch, cause an ADD-like reaction in kids 20 minute to one hour after consumption. So, they consume the chemicals, go outside for recess, and then right when we want them to come back inside and learn, these chemicals are hitting their systems. Are we asking them to do the impossible and then labeling them as discipline problems? But again, why do I care if I don't let my kids eat that stuff anyway. Because the kids that do consume that stuff affect the whole class. And as a taxpayer am I throwing good money away on these great educational programs that aren't getting used to their fullest potential?

But parents need to be taking care of nutrition at home, right? This is the parents' responsibility! Yes, I agree. Good nutrition needs to take place at home, too, but one-third of a kid's meals are consumed at school, whether it's in a packed lunch or a purchased lunch. But let's face it, this isn't 1955 and the days of June Cleaver packing a perfectly balanced lunch just aren't realistic. That paradigm doesn't exist in 2009. I wish it weren't true, but it is, and that lunch may be the only square meal a kids gets in a day. So shouldn't it be something that's nutritionally sound and not chicken nuggets that don't actually contain chicken (I'm not kidding).

I don't know. I don't have all the answers. But research does also show that when you remove these chemicals and stuff, test scores improve and discipline problems go down.

I also know that school districts are struggling financially and that these junk foods make money. Lots of it. There are so many factors.

I do know that I'm motivated by "Two Angry Moms" (www.angrymoms.org) and that maybe, just maybe, this is the start of something. And maybe all of this headbanging will be for something.

I'm going to rest my head now. In Chicago.

Milestones

Today was Finn's last occupational therapy session! It wrapped up a lot more quickly than we had anticipated, which is exciting from a progress standpoint for him, and from a budget standpoint for us.

And while our pursestrings are a little happier this evening, I'm a little sad as well. We won't be seeing Megan, who is pictured above with Finn on our front porch this afternoon, every week now. I confess I was a little teary saying our goodbyes after Finn's final session today. I think Megan was one of those angels on Earth sent to help us last fall when we were at a pretty low point.

The changes we've seen over the school year as Finn worked with Megan have been nothing short of phenomenal. I wouldn't even know where to start, but suffice it to say that he now has been evaluated and falls in the "normal" category for every area on the sensory evaluation.

The science behind all of it is truly amazing. Through all of the different therapies Megan used with Finn, his little brain has literally been rewired to help him function in his day-to-day environment like any other 6-year old boy.

Like any other 6-year old boy. Music to my ears.

Reruns

As I was sitting here on the couch tonight, channel surfing while trying to come up with an inspired headline and lead for a news release, I came across Sleepless in Seattle. I love Sleepless in Seattle. In fact, I own it (on VHS--tee hee). How many times have I watched it? I don't know. I've lost count. It gives me such warm fuzzy feelings. I love everything about it--the story, the characters, the actors who play them. I want to be Meg Ryan and have her hair.

Insert a bit of history here--when I had short, curly blond hair (vs. the long, curly brown hair I'm sporting now in honor of Locks of Love), I used to have people tell me I looked like Meg Ryan when she was in City of Angels. Have I said that before? I think I've said that before. It's late. I'm repeating myself. I've never seen City of Angels so I can't confirm or deny this resemblance, but I can confirm it probably goes no further than the hair.

Anyway, as I sat sort of watching Meg and Tom for about the zillionth time, and sort of doing my work, I started thinking about how when there's a movie on TV that I really love, I'll watch it, commercials and all, even though I own the darn thing on video or DVD. It's like a train wreck--I can't bring myself to change the channel. One time Eamonn and I stayed up until 1 a.m. watching The Brothers McMullen, which I feel certain we've seen at least five times--once in the movie theater and now in endless reruns--ruining our sleep for a week, just because.

I often stumble across A League of Their Own on a Saturday while I'm folding laundry. I watch and try to drag out the laundry folding so I can see the whole thing. As if I couldn't just put in the tape and watch it if happen to miss the end of it "live" on TV.

What else do I love, own and yet still watch on TV?

-9 to 5. It just doesn't get any better than Lily, Dolly, Jane and Dabney. I know all the words to the song. I know, my talent boggles the mind, doesn't it?
-Footloose. Because there's just something about Kevin Bacon dancing and doing gymnastics moves around a deserted barn-y looking warehouse.
-The Sound of Music. Even though they cut tons of it out. This is actually why I DON'T watch White Christmas on TV--only on DVD.
-Bridget Jones' Diary--Except that it's not nearly as funny without all the swearing. Sorry, but it's true for me. Same for Bend it Like Beckham and The Full Monty.
-Most James Bond. This is really more for Eamonn's sake. He gets tired of all the period drama I record and he needs a break.
-You've Got Mail. Tom and Meg again. I love it. "That caviar is a garnish!" It's something Tara would chastise someone for.
-Any Harry Potter.
-Any Indiana Jones.
-Four Weddings and a Funeral. I never thought Hugh Grant would look dated, but check out those glasses, man.
-Circle of Friends. Minnie Drive is so cute chubby. It's a downer that Colin Firth plays an ass though.
-Ben Hur. Is this my favorite movie of all time? I think it might be. The first scenes I ever saw from it were in Mr. Ellwood's World History class, sophomore year in high school, when we were learning about Rome. He wanted us to see how the chariot races looked. The rumor was that the guy who gets run over by the chariot actually was run over and he died. I'm going right now to IMDB to look that up. Hold on. Well, how about that. Not true. All these years. . .but, the site does say that Charlton Heston's double did actually get thrown out of the chariot and climbs back in and they kept it in the movie. Cool. That makes me feel better.
-When Harry Met Sally. I'll have what she's having.
-Sixteen Candles. I can't believe my grandmother actually felt me up. But come to think of it, this one hasn't been on TV much.
-Breakfast Club. Can you describe the ruckus?
-The Princess Bride. No more rhyming. I mean it.
-The Parent Trap. The REAL Parent Trap. Heck, the never run that one either. It's just the new one now.
-Braveheart. Even with all of the heads being lopped off, Mel Gibson is hot with his fake Scottish accent and kilt. But then again, that was before he went on his bigoted, drunken tirade.

It's a good thing I have a lot of laundry to fold on weekends.