Today the freshmen who met the governor were so happy with themselves. I was really proud of them and it was nice to see them shine yesterday and then see their beaming faces today. There will probably be some reward for them tomorrow which may or may not consist of ice cream and chocolate goodness. And if any of them are lactose-intolerant I will eat their portion.
Today was the fourth day of softball and I have realized something: I am old and out of shape. I've been hitting grounders and throwing the ball around and my body is pissed at me. It is actually saying, "Hey pal, you can't just neglect me for a couple years and then swing a bat 500 times. Knock it off." My shoulder aches, my elbow is throbbing, my back hurts, and my right pectoral muscle feels like acid was spilled on it. Besides that, softball is good.
One Spoonful at a Time by Harriet Brown
This is a first-person account of a woman and her daughter's fight against anorexia. Her daughter, Kitty, was 14 years old, 4 foot 11 and weighed 71 pounds. Kitty nearly dies but eventually moves forward toward a healthier future. Since it's written from her mother's perspective, it adds another layer of drama and helplessness to the story.
Essay: 9 of 10
It is very well-written and there is tension throughout the whole essay. As a relatively new parent I could feel Brown's anguish and completely paralyzing fear about her daughter's disease. It is truly horrifying and it happens to teens every day.
Teachability: 10 of 10
Eating disorders are still running rampant through America's high schools and humanizing the problem through stories like this can help understanding of the disease and possibly get kids to seek some help. Plus, everyone in school knows someone who has, or could have, an eating disorder so they can instantly relate to this essay. Discussions around this piece would be fantastic.