Who worries about “the cow” when it is
all about the “Ice Cream?
The most eye-opening civics lesson I ever had was while
teaching third grade this year.
The presidential election was heating up and some of the children showed
an interest. I decided we would have an election for a class
president.We would choose our nominees. They would make a campaign
speech and the class would vote. To simplify the process, candidates
were nominated by other class members.
We discussed what kinds of characteristics these students should have.We
got many nominations and from those, Jamie and Olivia were picked to run
for the top spot. The class had done a great job in their selections.
Both candidates were good kids. I thought Jamie might have an advantage
because he got lots of parental support. I had never seen Olivia’s
mother.
The day arrived when they were to make their speeches Jamie went first.
He had specific ideas about how to make our class a better place. He
ended by promising to do his very best.
Everyone applauded. He sat down and Olivia came to the podium. Her
speech was concise. She said, “If you will vote for me, I will give you
ice cream.” She sat
down.
The class went wild. “Yes! Yes! We want ice cream.” She surely could say
more. She did not have to.
A discussion followed. How did she plan to pay for the ice cream? She
wasn’t sure. Would her parents buy it or would the class pay for it? She
didn’t know. The class really didn’t care. All they were thinking about
was ice cream.
Jamie was forgotten.
Olivia won by a landslide.
Every time Barack Obama opened his mouth he offered ice cream and
fifty-two percent of the people reacted like nine year olds. They want
ice cream.
The other forty-eight percent of us know we’re going to have to feed the
cow and clean up the mess. |