Then along comes an adult like Melissa. Just when I start getting down about grown-ups and our general lack of vision paired with a stunning ability to throw roadblocks, along comes Melissa.
Melissa is our program's first competent, garden-loving adult with enough time to volunteer regularly. She is as stoked as I am on all the brilliant things the children say and thinks that centepedes are rad. She is as sold as I am that a healthy future includes knowledge about growing your own food, respect for nature's cycles, and the abilty to think of beings other than your own consumption. Melissa gets that the best food comes from your backyard or your friend's backyard or your own schoolyard. She has a gnack for goats and children and acknowleges the fact that we aren't going to get to the future of our dreams without giving of yourself and your personal time. She reminds me that many adults do get it and want to Be The Change.
Gardens do have angels. Our garden's angel is named Melissa. Hallelua.
Krista Joan says:
My mission is to teach, train, and testify in resistance to the white supremacy of my ancestors. My personal choices are political, powerful, and practical. Let's trash waste.