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Why Do We Feed Garbage to Our Children?

Sometimes, the universe throws something in my path with such impatient persistence that I have to stop and take a good look. It may be a “something” about my life, some integration of previously disparate elements, or a wakeup call that something is wrong in the universe outside my insular thoughts and experiences. This morning I am so galvanized about the issue of making healthy food familiar to children and affordable to families that I am going to be late to work (where, ironically, I will be making 10 chocolate cream pies).

First, I read yesterday about the fact that my state will be one of two to participate in a pilot program allowing public schools to buy fresh food from local farms. This seems like a no-brainer, but in the district where my son attends school we have been banging our heads against this particular wall for years. We live in an area surrounded by farms growing and raising the freshest and best of everything, but continue to serve our children canned vegetables, Tater Tots and Chick’n Nuggets. (There was also a lame-ass attempt to make the meals healthier, which resulted largely in making the food inedible, a passionless, punitive assortment of badly conceived “healthy” food). It is not the fault of the people preparing the food, or probably even those making purchasing decisions. The schools in Michigan are broke, struggling, and looking to save any possible penny. It is my fervent prayer that this program will “fly,” and that we can, as a state and eventually a nation, support local farms, keep our dollars here, and stop feeding our kids processed garbage at school that makes healthy fare seem unattractive at home.

Next, I read with interest the weekly menu of a woman whose stock-in-trade is finding deals on various things, and feeding her family of 5 for $100.00 a week. She is no fool, this woman, and I admire her zeal and ability to ferret out bargains. On the other hand, the menu includes a meal at Kentucky Fried Chicken (she had a coupon), a pizza dinner and a hot dog dinner. I am no food Nazi, and my own kid would be in ecstasy if that was our menu for the week; there are, in fact, hot dogs in my house at this very minute, as well as Coco Puffs and American Cheese. On the other hand, the kid who eats those things is also likely to eat a bowl of sugar snap peas or a pint of raspberries, or to whip up a smoothie with frozen banana and organic skim milk. Our family meals are almost always balanced and healthy, and the processed crapola is a treat, a small part of a pretty healthy whole.

What I understood, reading this woman’s sample menu, was that even for the best educated, most sophisticated parents, the easiest way to feed a family really economically is to buy what’s cheap, which is very often highly processed. If someone in the house is a good cook, with enough time to make good food from scratch, it is possible to make appealing meals using the broccoli, skinless chicken breasts and melon that are deeply discounted, but that’s a big “if.” That requires knowing how to put together something that is not only inexpensive and healthy, but tastes good enough to please the palate of kids jaded by Mickey D’s, cheese curls and Twinkies. It can absolutely be done, but it takes work, time, and mental energy.

This brings me to the last thing that pushed me to the computer, a news story about whether extremely obese children should be taken from their parents and put in foster care. It would be easy to judge, but my heart hurt reading the words of one mother who worked two jobs so that she and her son “wouldn’t have to live in the ghetto.”  She had fed him fast food because it was what she had time to provide, and could afford. I elaborated on my own – if they were that tight on money, it was possible that they lived in a place where it was not safe for him to run around outside burning calories, and if she was working two jobs and caring for a child, it would have been really hard for her to find time to go to the market, buy healthy food and then turn it into something her son would eat. Imagine having barely enough money to make ends meet, exhaustion from two jobs, the demands of a growing child, and the prospect of whipping up some chicken sautéed in olive oil, microwaved carrots with a little orange juice and butter, and whole grain pilaf for dinner. Call it a failure of energy, imagination, resources or will, but it is legion in this country. It seems odd that we can’t make it easier for people to feed their children well rather than allowing things to fall apart and taking children from their parents to save their lives.

Somewhere between the organically-obsessed parents who make their own baby food and refuse to allow a bite of birthday cake, and those who mindlessly feed their children fast food and candy, there must be a happy medium. Unfortunately, I think that “medium” is impractical, and would infringe upon the civil liberties of food manufacturers, advertisers, school districts, and a disproportionate number of families living below the poverty line. The ACLU would be fighting for the rights of poor families to choose their own food, free from the patronizing hand of Big Brother, and the defenders of intervention programs would argue that raising children so heavy that they cannot breathe easily is as dangerous as beating them or leaving them alone for days.

I have no answers, but I will say this pathetically hopeful thing. It’s possible to make healthy food taste good, and it’s not even really that hard. At work this summer, I have cooked “fresh and local” for a pretty good cross section of people. They have eaten up every shred of marinated, grilled asparagus and zucchini, and bowls full of marinated vegetable salad. They have said things like “I usually hate squash, but” and “I only took that salad because my mom made me, but I really liked it.” The produce they are eating is in season, dirt cheap, and takes maybe 5 minutes to prep and 10 to cook. It can be done. Now, how do we do it in our public schools and our own homes so that our children are healthy, thriving people who can appreciate a fresh, earthy carrot as well as a cone of frozen custard? How do we do it without going broke? How do we encourage families to make healthy changes without patronizing them, threatening them or holding ourselves out as superior pushers of quinoa and cabbage? If I could figure this out I would put on my green cape and go. Right now, I’m just stumped.

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About imagineannie

I feel like I'm fifteen - does that count? I'm lots of things, I get paid to be the Managing Editor for a local news publication, and I love my job. I am also inordinately fond of reading, animals (I have four), elephants, owls, hedgehogs writing, tramping in the woods, cooking India, Ireland, England, avocado toast, Sherlock Holmes, Harry Potter, Little Women, Fun Home, Lumber Janes, Fangirl, magic, Neil Gaiman, Jane Austen, YA books, not YA books, classical music, Salinger (OMG SALINGER), Brahms, key lime pie, indie music, podcasts, sleeping in, road trips, marmalade, museums, bookstores, the Oxford comma, BBC, The Miss Fisher Mysteries, birdwatching, seashells, kombucha, and stickers. Not a huge fan of chewing gum, jazz, trucker hats or dystopian and/or post-apolcalyptic fiction (but I'll try anything).

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