The Tiffin Tin

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In the Garden

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My youngest son (he who is sometimes referred to as Tiniest Tiffin) goes to a school that has very low test scores and the highest number of children eligible for free lunch in our district.   It also has great teachers, a fine principal, a nice physical plant and a very sweet librarian.  I’m glad he’s there (and not just because of the awesome lunches they serve in the cafeteria.)  The low test scores may be attributable to the fact that, for many of the children, English is not their native language.  Can you imagine trying to take a test in German after a year of high school German?

But they all speak garden.  Our school’s greatest treasure (besides the fact that there’s a grassy field where you can play soccer) is Farmer Ben.  He’s a young guy, just had a baby, and went to the school when he was a kid.  He wears overalls, and has pink cheeks.  He’s a little bit strict, but he likes kids, you can just tell.  He knows all their names and plays a mean game of kickball.  He’s going to be a wonderful father.  He took a four month leave of absence to be with his daughter.  And he left another good guy, Farmer Jasper, in charge while he’s out, a guy who can hold his own on the soccer and kickball fields. 

The sunflowers are huge, there’s a lot of zucchini and the corn’s high.  It’s harvest time at school.  The children may not always know how to answer the questions on standardized tests.  But they are, for at least the hour they’re in the garden, in a place where they’re connected to the earth, each other, and this place.  I’m grateful for that today. 

Written by bloglily

September 25, 2006 at 12:00 pm

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  1. It’s great that you get you kids involved in agriculture! Thanks for your post. Those sunflowers look *gorgeous*!


    September 28, 2006 at 7:19 am

  2. Thanks! They love being in that garden.


    September 30, 2006 at 1:13 pm

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