Nine-year-old boys have a very strong sense of
fairness. When I pick my son up from
school there’s rarely a day when some perceived injustice isn’t the first thing
he wants to talk about. There’s a lot of “it’s not fair because” or “we’re not
allowed to” punctuating the conversation but of course by the time we’ve
arrived home, the challenges of his day are replaced with more pressing
concerns – namely how many biscuits he can snaffle from the biscuit jar.
But the other day, there was one subject that my son wouldn’t let drop. A new rule had come into place…and this time it really wasn’t fair at all.
But the other day, there was one subject that my son wouldn’t let drop. A new rule had come into place…and this time it really wasn’t fair at all.
Now, before I put forward my case, be assured that I’m fully
signed up to the healthy eating ethos. My cupboards are filled with chia seeds,
almond butter and coconut milk. Family meals are always cooked from scratch and
rarely do we succumb to processed foods or takeaways. My kids are a healthy
weight, have good teeth and regularly exercise. But – here’s the thing – I let
them have sweet things on occasion (those aforementioned biscuits – I’m not
going to lose sleep over them having a couple with a glass of water when they
get home from school.)
My son’s school, however, doesn’t share my view of
everything in moderation. It’s a ‘healthy school’, which, in principle is
something I’m happy to support, but is rather contradictory and
counterproductive when put into action. The injustice my son was feeling so
unhappy about the other day was the latest addition to school policy: not
allowing children to bring in a bag of sweets to share out amongst their
classmates on their birthdays, something that – like dressing in mufti– helped
to take the sting out of having to go to school on your special day.
I don’t know if this happens at other schools but it’s a
tradition that is as old as the hills at my son’s school. The birthday child –
standing proud at the classroom door – hands out a sweet, a fun size chocolate
bar or a lollipop to their friends as they file out. We’re talking about each
child having ONE treat. And if there are 30 kids in the class, that’s 30 sweets
over a period of around 190 days across a school year.
But now this isn’t a thing anymore and parents are being
asked to supply a book for the class library instead as a birthday ‘treat’. My
son wasn’t too impressed with this suggestion. Nor was the mother of the child who
came out of school upset on her birthday because she and her parents hadn’t
been aware of the new policy. The ‘counterfeit’ sweets the little girl had
innocently brought into school that day had been seized, she’d been embarrassed
in front of her classmates and the end of the day passed without so much as a
‘happy birthday’ sing-song.
I’m obviously not saying that it’s okay to load children with
sugar. It’s not. But muddled policies around healthy eating in schools–
although perhaps inconsequential in the grand scheme of the current educational
landscape, with its constant curriculum changes and crippling cuts – undermine
parents’ abilities to instil balanced attitudes to eating in their
children.
And here’s the rub. Surely becoming a ‘healthy school’ has
to come from the top? While I take a lot of what my son says with a liberal pinch
of salt (“But the teachers are always eating biscuits!”), I’ve definitely seen
a big tub of Celebrations in the staffroom and I honestly can’t believe that
there’s not one teacher in the school who occasionally has a Hob Nob with their
break time coffee. And then there are the after school cake and ice cream sales,
lucrative money-spinners for the PTFA. Should they not be banned too, along
with the ice cream man who sells 99s and ice lollies just outside the school
gates?
There’s another rub too. While enforcing this policy on what
passes the kids’ lips, they seem to be hell-bent on doing their best to limit
their physical activity. While reduced hours of PE is perhaps a wider
curriculum issue, I’m getting a bit fed up of hearing from my son about all of
the things he’s not allowed to do at playtime. Playing football is the latest
activity to be curbed, because a ball might hit a younger child. And so the
state-of-the-art astro turf pitch remains a place for carefully walking upon (I
wouldn’t be surprised if running has been banned), while my 9-year-old and his
gaggle of footy-mad friends can only gaze at it longingly and look forward to a
kick around after school.
It just all feels a bit muddled. It’s fine to pack a
sugar-loaded cereal bar in their lunchbox but a slice of home-made Victoria
Sponge is a no-no. Notoriously sugary fruit juice cartons are okay but the
water in the water fountains comes out luke-warm and my son says he’s been
refused getting a cup of water when he’s been thirsty in the classroom. His
sandwiches are frequently only nibbled at due to the rush to get the dining
hall cleaned and swept. He often emerges from school in a foul mood, starving
hungry and with his blood sugar running at empty.
I certainly don’t expect schools to validate unhealthy
eating habits and I’m shocked by the statistics on childhood obesity. But I
worry that contradictory messages only confuse the issue, creating yet more complexity
in the delicate area of children and food.
We need to nurture healthy attitudes towards food and be mindful that
well-meaning but poorly executed policies to food in school may be paving the
way to toxic relationships with food later in life – a study commissioned by
Beat in 2015 estimated that more then 725,000 people in the UK are affected by
an eating disorder.
I believe that schools have a duty to educate our children
and young people about leading a healthy lifestyle and I’m happy that vending
machines and tuck shops in schools are a thing of the past. But let’s keep a
sense of balance and perspective – everything in moderation might not be such a
bad message to share with our children.
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