It was the crumpled up brown bag that made me think of it
Lying there on the counter
Brown paper bags could make one covet
Anne Lamott said to write about school lunches
So here I am
As a child, none of the ones I encountered were repugnant
Peanut butter and grape jelly on white bread
Cheese-Its
Samantha once opened up her lunch box and said
“Instead of five or six cookies, my mom gave me this”
And she held up a fruit roll-up
Those red, artificially flavored yo-yos were delicious
As were my mom’s ham sandwiches on white bread with mayo
Some kids had rolls of Oreos
Rolls of Ritz crackers
Ziploc bags full of Goldfish
The delights of snackers
“Real meals” were often Lunchables
Over this none of us kids grumbled
Otis Spunkmyer cookies were a thing for a while
They could help a high school kid through any trial
Looking back, I don’t remember any vegetables
Joshua would eat Cinnamon Toast Crunch
Poured into his shallow, plastic, rectangular dish
Then the milk
Who says you can’t eat breakfast for lunch?
There was the occasional apple or banana
Like Paul from Alabama – if he ate with us
He had steak and chicken
His home-cooked meals were a daily given
As an adult I realize that the most nutritious foods
Are the ones for which a brown paper bag could never do
Now my lunch box is insulated
And I’ve got ice blocks to keep my food from being wasted
If it can sit on a shelf or in a brown paper bag
Odds are it’s a drag
I wouldn’t feed my kid what I grew up eating (save maybe the PB&Js)
All the junk food is quite deceiving
I think I’ll pack her an insulated lunch early on
Because fruits and veggies and proteins are paramount
I sort of hope she never finds out – about all the junk: Pop Tarts and crackers and Dunkaroos
I want her to experience real food
From a pretty, sturdy tote
She’ll get all the nutrients, I hope
From home-cooked meals and love
And tangible friends rather than social media
A sweet potato or bananas rather than Stevia
Maybe we can revitalize school lunches
Reduce the waste
Nourish growing bodies
And even bring back the face-to-face
Of eating at the table with friends
Like when there was no Facebook or MySpace
RIP brown paper bag lunches

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