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Jean Nunnally's avatar

What struck me when I stepped into our local elementary school lunchroom to vote was the noise. I couldn’t hear myself think. I literally couldn’t wait to get back outside. It dawned on me that this was probably the only time the kids were allowed to freely talk and so they were all taking advantage of that at once. To try and squeeze all that energy into the time given for lunch felt exhausting. And I wondered how well their digestion worked amidst all the cacophony. It was quite a contrast to our easy, comfortable, calm lunches at home since we homeschooled.

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Arnold Kling's avatar

When I was in elementary school in the early 1960s, I walked home to eat lunch. Imagine that.

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