What are we growing?
It seems like everybody in Portland was gardening Saturday. When I went to fill up the pickup bed with mulch in the morning, the line at the counter was deeper than I had ever seen it; when I went to unload a truck full of yard debris Sunday afternoon, I met a traffic jam of my fellow weekenders doing the same.
Between truckloads, I worked in the yard. For a piece of that time, I was joined by my sixteen year old daughter, who went to Opal School between second and fifth grade. She asked me about the project that has been filling my days and nights lately. When I told her that I was working on a grant to support working with neighboring districts to bring Opal’s approach to the vulnerable young people in their communities, she lit up.
That’s so important! Opal School makes children know that their voice is important – that they have real gifts to share. It teaches you how to trust and collaborate. It’s a place where questions are important. I always felt like Opal was home. Those kids deserve that.
Now I’ve got to figure out how to plant that seed in the grant in a compelling enough way for it to take root…