This is really a no duh point, but I think the childhood obesity problem would be under better control if more kids had an opportunity to try really good, tasty food. Consider:
I had a bunch of near-rotten bananas that I wanted to make into banana bread before they went to waste. I found a recipe from my former employer and made the bread this evening.
Is banana bread the healthiest option for a Sunday night snack? Certainly not. But is it better than bright red processed Cheeto cheez? Yes. A few bites of my banana bread and I my burning desire to tear through a package of Oreos came to an end.
That said, did I mention that my students earned a marble reward for Monday? They wanted a tamale party, but because we’re not allowed to eat homemade food at school, we went with our second place choice: a Hot Cheeto party. I normally don’t allow the snacks into the room because, as my students can tell you:
~They make your classwork greasy.
~The red powder stains everything.
~They get crushed into greasy blobs on the floor.
~They cause drama.
I don’t like any of those things, so I’ll be putting butcher paper on all the carpets in the classroom. I’m also bringing fizzy water, because to add pop to a spicy hot cheeto party would be to induce 25 simultaneous stomachaches.