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”In a typical public school setting you will see some students who have clean, styled hair wearing name-brand clothing while other students have shoes that don’t fit or are wearing the same dirty shirt from several days ago. Some students will have their own bedrooms with carefully chosen paint colors on their walls while other students sleep on their couches each night because there are not enough beds. Some students have an abundance of ‘real’ nutrient-dense foods while others regularly eat fast or heavily processed foods and drink sugary sodas.I can remember in 2nd or 3rd grade, coming back to school from the holidays, and the first activity of the day was for every kid to get up in front of the class and list all the things they got for Christmas. As a pretty privileged kid and an only child, my list was long. I remember that it included my own Polaroid Instant Camera, a portable record player, a bunch of records, and enough Barbie clothes to outfit a fashion army.
Some students may have received everything on their wish lists for Christmas but there will be others whose only gifts were purchased at the last minute at the nearest gas station. Some students were surrounded by family on Christmas morning, while others awoke to find a parent ‘missing’ due to drunkenness or incarceration. With this in mind, I never ask a child, ‘What did Santa bring you for Christmas?’ or ‘What did you get for Christmas?’
For the privileged child it might feed that ME appetite, but the same questions to a marginalized child may create embarrassment and insecurity. A healthier alternative might be to ask, ‘What was the best part of your holiday?’ ❤️
#bekind #dontassumeeverychildhasamerrychristmas #walkhumbly
– Sharon Naylor Pettigrew
Sadly, I remember some of the other students who got up, hemmed and hawed, and conveniently “couldn’t remember” what they’d received. Maybe that was true: nervousness plays havoc with my memory. But it’s likely that at least one of them received little or nothing and had to listen while their oblivious classmates (me included) essentially bragged in front of the entire class.