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Tuesday, 12 May 2009

Pets for Tea!

Nobody does fake moral outrage like The Sun. Well maybe The Mail but they're infinitely more spiteful about it. The Sun is like a fat, drunken uncle rambling on in a xenophobic yet vaguely amusing manner while The Mail is a lemon lipped mean spirited auntie who hates everyone and writes poison pen letters on her day off.

ANYWAY - the Sun ran a story spluttering in outrage over Pets for Tea. Apparently a primary school which won an award for healthy eating is breeding animals and letting the children help run an organic farm to show children where their meat comes from. Sounds laudable to me. Then one day, the pet piggies disappeared, only to reappear as (gasp!) sausages at 3.25 a pack. One mother has suggested this might be insensitive. Meanwhile the Headmaster cheerfully admits that he ate the back leg of a pig named Ginger for Sunday lunch. And The Sun has turned it into Piggygate.

Personally I think children are far less squeamish than we give them credit for and it's brilliant that more schools are taking children to farms and trying to reconnect between animals and the shrink wrapped meat we pick up in supermarkets. And without being too hippy dippy about it, I wonder why we're so bothered teaching or even exposing children to the idea of death. I remember clearly being in floods of tears while we had out old cat put down, but The Girl stood by quite calmly. No we didn't eat the cat. The Husband is still complaining about back twinges after digging a hole big enough to bury his enormous furry body. And we left a little memorial reading:

Here lies Sydney, the favorite cat. He was old and very very fat.

(The Girl insisted on the second line) And then a few weeks later I overheard her saying to a neighbour: 'We have a cat called Sydney. But he's dead.' One day she'll say that about me, I thought. Or maybe by then I'll be turned into sausages too.


Gary Wilson said...

I really am glad I happened upon your blog. One of the most entertaining reads I've had for ages.

In fact the main cause of my tiredness today as I was up half the night reading all your other posts. Nearly woke the other half up at some points I was laughing so loudly.

Now that wouldn't have been funny.

Saffy said...

Brilliant finish, made me smile.

I think this is a great idea. A school near us also has a farm and breeds lunches - at least then you know they're eating real food!

Juxtabook said...

Excellent idea to let kids onto farms. I strongly think we protect kids from death too much. I taught for only five years but at least three children died at school in that time (meningitis, carbon monoxide poising and falling off the back of a fire engine). Kid's pets, relatives and friends will die with alarming regularity and surely adults have a responsibility to help kids through that, not hide it.

As to your own death - you could have a last run out at a farmer's market instead of a funeral saving your grieving relatives a fortune.

Product Placement said...

When my hamster died my father rather indiscreetly threw it on the compost heap, where I found it a few days later looking like quite the little zombie.
It was a crash course in 'All matter decays' but it worked...