So, the lunch tirade has not been forgotten.
Tonight we went to dinner with my father. We went to a real restaurant where the kids could get real food even though we had to drive a lot farther to get there. Then they ordered off the regular menu, because if you have kids then you know that kids menus are crap. Since when did macaroni and cheese become a main dish? Okay, so yeah, there have been times I could eat macaroni and cheese as a main dish, and yeah, well keep it real, there have been a few times I have, but I digress.
Sitting at the table waiting for our food, Ems who is sitting next to me says, “Grandad, listen to this”. Then she goes into her whole thing about the school lunches that I posted about earlier. The whole thing about sandwiches and horrible tasting food and can’t they serve something besides cheeseburgers and Boo is cutting in “Well, they do give out oranges, or salads”.
Ems sat there and she said, “If I wasn’t so shy, I would start a petition”.
If I didn’t already love this girl with more than every ounce of my soul before, I certainly do now. My mother called her, my little activist.
The activist herself, at a Heifer International fundraiser last year.
She won’t do a petition. She is sooooo incredibly shy. But she wants to do something. So we are going to do something. We’re going to research, she and I. We’re going to find out more about the school lunch program and at the very least, this little girl is going to write some letters.
Because she has something to say. And by God it’s a good thing to say. And I want her to grow up with a voice. Because this is a topic that needs a lot of voices.