Jamie Oliver's Food Revolution

by: Jenny

Last night I spent the evening with my fiancé and my future brother-in-law, sister-in-law, and soon-to-be-niece.

As the four of us (my niece being in bed a this point) unwound from a busy and hectic spring break, we decided to turn on a new show, called Jamie Oliver's Food Revolution.

It was horrifying.

Not because it was a bad show, but because of what I saw while watching Oliver's show.

Oliver, a British man determined to make a positive difference in the eating habits of Americans, went to a small town in West Virginia to tackle on the severe overweight issue the town exhibits. Being allowed into the school system, Oliver was given one week to change elementary school children's eating habits from the normally-served processed foods, to his healthy (yet more expensive menu). It was a week long battle, but after many arguments between Oliver and the school's lunch ladies, he was able to serve the kids healthy food and see them improving their eating habits.

So what was so horrifying?

This. http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=O_tymsg256g

And this. http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=bGYs4KS_djg

I would highly encourage you to watch the entire show. It was horrifying seeing how uneducated these children were about the harmful foods they were putting into their bodies. Not to mention, their inability to name certain fruits and vegetables.

Is THIS a fair representation of America as a whole? I would hope not. Unfortunately, I could see this being a reality.

I hope, with every bit of me, that people, parents especially, will watch Jamie Oliver's Food Revolution and feel inspired to eat better, be more active, and be well-educated on what foods are good for our bodies and what aren't.

The 12-year-old boy from the family in the first clip was taken to the hospital and found out that he was EXTREMELY likely to develop diabetes, which would ultimately cut his life down by 30-40 years.

30-40 years.

The doctor determined he would probably die in his 30s.

It's sad. It's terrifying. It's time for America and its eating habits to change.

WOW!!

by: Robert

I was able to see and understand the third piece better than the others for one simple reason, I didn't have to read and then try to watch the performance. I am thankful and appreciate the opportunity to come here tonight. I found myself lost in the 2nd half, enjoying every bit of it. I watched in fascination, completely engrossed in the musical style. My impression of Trouble in Tahiti is the story of life in America.

We become so enveloped in our work and take for granted what is safest to us, our home and families. Rushed out the door, trying to make a living or pursue our dreams, we forget to thank our spouses and connect with our children. Take a moment and let them know how much we appreciate them, what they do for us, and find a common interest again. Unfortunately, we live in a society that is not warm to that idea anymore, it's disheartening.

I truly enjoyed sitting here, watching my first opera. Seeing is believing and there is something magical about witnessing a terrific performance. I can only judge this by my experiences in theatre, to state it simply- I was not disappointed. I can say that I hope find a way to come back and see another. I enjoyed this!!

Thank you!!!

Don't forget about kids

Because of financial responsibilities and necessity, mom's work outside of the home and dad's work long hours. That may not be the case for some, but for many kids growing up they come home to an empty house. Some have two homes because their parents are separated or divorced. I am part of that as well, having gone through a divorce and trying to maintain a strong relationship with my kids.

I grew up confused because my parents weren't together anymore. I watched my own children go through this same struggle. From my own experiences, I relate to their feelings and recognize what they are going through. Considering what we have gone through, I don't think I could build a stronger relationship with them. They are my best friends, each of them. In their own way, I am touched and blessed to be surrounded by such a good group. I am thankful for them.

My story is all too familiar with how we relate to America. I came from a broken home and repeated the cycle with my own children. It was and is at times heartbreaking. Saying goodbye or not seeing them for a few days. I have already made them lose a part of their childhood, forcing them to think and react to adult problems. I am sad for that, it hurts when I think about it. If I could do anything to help them, it would be to show them and guide them from my own mistakes.

I look at the younger generation of kids growing up and see too many of them growing up too soon. Kids deserve to be kids, to grow up naturally by experimenting, playing and making friends through sports and other activities. If I had the magical answer, I would share it. But I don't, so instead I am asking; how do we let kids grow up in freedom? How can we ensure each child gets the opportunity to grow up and live a happy childhood?

I know for me and my kids, it starts with me.