We moved to a new house a couple of weeks ago and while it's a nice house, the kitchen and dining area is a literal cave. I need to figure it out. I had big ideas of shooting cooking videos and fun stuff in there and it doesn't seem possible without a lighting situation. (Yes. It's really that dark. I'll post a picture in my stories.) In the meantime, my backyard is where I'll be if you need me. I'm probably on my Switch playing Animal Crossing. #stillobsessed I made Lowcountry Boil for Father's Day and am going to update my post in the near-ish future. The instructions are the same, but the pictures are 10 years old so please don't judge, k?
I’ve been told that it’s summer, but here in MA, we’re still staying close to home. Things started to open up yesterday and I’m not gonna lie, it was startling to see a full parking lot at the HomeGoods. I hadn’t really thought about it much, but that would not be my first place to venture out to. Curious minds want to know, what was the first place you went to when you could?
I don't know if you know this about me, but I was a middle school teacher in North and South Carolina. All of my teaching experience has been in predominately African American schools. In 2001, the middle school I taught at was segregated. Not technically, but our white students were on the honors track and our black students were not. I was a brand new teacher, it was my first teaching job, and it never occurred to me to ask what the criteria were that placed those children, but I did notice the distinct differences in the populations. I should have asked more questions and I should have dug deeper. To this day, it bothers me that I did not. At my next school, I struggled. My students and I could not relate to each other. Over 98% of the children qualified for free lunch. I was an upper-to-middle-class white woman teaching extremely poor African-American children. I had never wondered where my next meal would come from and the color of my skin made my life significantly more privileged than the lives of my students. It was there that I also learned about testing bias. We were prepping for state testing and one of the practice questions was along the lines of, You are going on an airplane to visit your grandmother, what would you pack in your suitcase?. My students had no idea what a suitcase was and couldn't understand why you would have to take an airplane to see your grandmother. We lived 45 minutes from the VA border and most had never left the state. I was so frustrated that these kids needed to pass this test to move to the next grade, yet the test given to them was designed for them to fail. One day, my principal called me into his office. He was a really young, dynamic, principal and explained to me that no matter how idealistic I was, and he appreciated that I was, I wasn't going to get through to those kids because I didn't understand their lives. He made me read books about poverty and race and while I don't think I ever really did breakthrough to those kids, it made me think in ways I never did before. I will always be grateful to him for challenging me, being honest with me, and opening my eyes to what I could not see before.
I discovered that there is a Great Canadian Bake Off and an Irish Bake Off, what else have I been missing? How did I not know this? We couldn’t get it on any channels, Netflix, etc. The CBC locks it down tight, so we’re watching it on DailyMotion TV on AppleTV. But not surprisingly - it’s a delight. It’s my favorite show with Dan Levy and Canadians? Come. ON. Fun fact - we have a Canadian child. Ava was born in a little hospital in the Annapolis Valley in Nova Scotia.
It’s Friday and rhubarb is in season. That’s enough reason to celebrate if you ask me.