Over the summer, we had a 10 year old who had a very strange attitude toward food.
It took awhile for us to catch on, since we switched shifts during the day... lots of different people, lots of different opportunities to eat/not eat. The atmosphere was hectic and until we had a chance to really compare notes, we didn't realize what was happening.
But Alayna* was quite sneaky about it, it's possible that a less observant crew wouldn't have noticed anything.
Breakfast was picked at. She sat at a table with a lot of kids, chatting and laughing and sort of pushing her food around. She would take a graham cracker and sort of scrape it with her front teeth, then set it back down. Pretend to chew.
Spent the time at the table goofing around and waiting for everyone else to finish. When they did, she got up with them and threw her food into the garbage.
She did the same during lunch. We had the USDA feeding program (your taxpayer dollars at work, folks) which means that parents don't have to pack a lunch for most of the summer.
Alayna would take a lunch with the rest of the kids, sit and chew tiny bites off the edge of her sandwich until the sharing cart was opened, hide the food she had nibbled on in her brown paper bag and go for a second sandwich and another carton of milk when the sharing table was opened. Then she'd repeat the breakfast act. Sit and pretend to eat until her friends were finished, and then get up, toss all the food into the trash and go on with her day.
During the afternoons, she played the eating games at snack time, too.
Finally, after conferring with each other, we realized that she was going for entire days without eating while she was with us.
Phone calls were made.
We talked to her parents, too.
They had not been aware of the issue.
I don't know how she's doing now, she doesn't attend one of our regular programs. But for the rest of the summer, we gently made sure she ate. We had to sit with her at the table and watch, which felt like an invasion but of course we were worried over her and her parents had asked it of us. We tried to be unobtrusive and kind, but I'm sure she hated the loss of control. I know she moved away at the end of summer, and I fervently wish her well and hope she's eating and taking care of herself.
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Another child was having food issues over summer, too.
She learned that the other kids would laugh if she ate a lot of food. And under USDA rules, we weren't allowed to tell her no.
So one memorable afternoon, she ate seven bagels. 12 little packages of cream cheese. Four apples. Drank six little cartons of milk. All from the sharing cart.
This happened during lunch but since I was doing the afternoon shift, it fell to me to bring it up to her parents.
I had a long talk with her mother, who told me that they'd been working on her food issues at home. Lots of professionals involved.
But until her mom gave permission, we weren't legally allowed to tell her something like, "That's enough." Her parents actually decided that they were going to pack her a lunch and drinks, and unless we were having an ice cream bar or otter pop, for the rest of the summer she was to eat nothing she didn't bring from home. I don't know if I will see her again, but she's another little person I'm sending good thoughts to.
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I overheard a couple seven year olds not too long ago. (not kids in my program) They were poking each other in the tummy and giggling. One of them told the other, "You need to work out. You don't have any abs."
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So how did we get there as a society?
I know it utterly horrifies me.
It was fairly recently I saw this on Facebook. Katie here was in good shape and looked healthy. Then she lost 15 lbs and went skeletal. And the advertiser using the photo would like us all to think she looks better.
It took awhile for us to catch on, since we switched shifts during the day... lots of different people, lots of different opportunities to eat/not eat. The atmosphere was hectic and until we had a chance to really compare notes, we didn't realize what was happening.
But Alayna* was quite sneaky about it, it's possible that a less observant crew wouldn't have noticed anything.
Breakfast was picked at. She sat at a table with a lot of kids, chatting and laughing and sort of pushing her food around. She would take a graham cracker and sort of scrape it with her front teeth, then set it back down. Pretend to chew.
Spent the time at the table goofing around and waiting for everyone else to finish. When they did, she got up with them and threw her food into the garbage.
She did the same during lunch. We had the USDA feeding program (your taxpayer dollars at work, folks) which means that parents don't have to pack a lunch for most of the summer.
Alayna would take a lunch with the rest of the kids, sit and chew tiny bites off the edge of her sandwich until the sharing cart was opened, hide the food she had nibbled on in her brown paper bag and go for a second sandwich and another carton of milk when the sharing table was opened. Then she'd repeat the breakfast act. Sit and pretend to eat until her friends were finished, and then get up, toss all the food into the trash and go on with her day.
During the afternoons, she played the eating games at snack time, too.
Finally, after conferring with each other, we realized that she was going for entire days without eating while she was with us.
Phone calls were made.
We talked to her parents, too.
They had not been aware of the issue.
I don't know how she's doing now, she doesn't attend one of our regular programs. But for the rest of the summer, we gently made sure she ate. We had to sit with her at the table and watch, which felt like an invasion but of course we were worried over her and her parents had asked it of us. We tried to be unobtrusive and kind, but I'm sure she hated the loss of control. I know she moved away at the end of summer, and I fervently wish her well and hope she's eating and taking care of herself.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Another child was having food issues over summer, too.
She learned that the other kids would laugh if she ate a lot of food. And under USDA rules, we weren't allowed to tell her no.
So one memorable afternoon, she ate seven bagels. 12 little packages of cream cheese. Four apples. Drank six little cartons of milk. All from the sharing cart.
This happened during lunch but since I was doing the afternoon shift, it fell to me to bring it up to her parents.
I had a long talk with her mother, who told me that they'd been working on her food issues at home. Lots of professionals involved.
But until her mom gave permission, we weren't legally allowed to tell her something like, "That's enough." Her parents actually decided that they were going to pack her a lunch and drinks, and unless we were having an ice cream bar or otter pop, for the rest of the summer she was to eat nothing she didn't bring from home. I don't know if I will see her again, but she's another little person I'm sending good thoughts to.
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I overheard a couple seven year olds not too long ago. (not kids in my program) They were poking each other in the tummy and giggling. One of them told the other, "You need to work out. You don't have any abs."
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So how did we get there as a society?
I know it utterly horrifies me.
It was fairly recently I saw this on Facebook. Katie here was in good shape and looked healthy. Then she lost 15 lbs and went skeletal. And the advertiser using the photo would like us all to think she looks better.
What do you think?

so sad.
ReplyDeleteIt *is* sad. And it's so hard for me to see it first hand, I can't imagine what makes a 10 year old think that way.
DeleteSadly, I'd bet that the photo was an example of a very sad phenomenon. Have you heard the of the pro-ana websites? Heard of "thinspiration'? Google those words. Similar to people yelling for a suicidal person to jump. The world makes me sad sometimes. Ellen
ReplyDeleteI have heard of those things, Tami wrote a book about eating disorders quite some time ago. I have seen some of those sites myself, too. I really don't understand how we've gotten there.
DeleteAs a child I watched my mother play games with food. But the time I was 10 I was well able to imitate her. I didn't really until I was 14 and some idiot boy told me that I was too fat. I was 5 feet tall and weighed 85 pounds. Anorexia starts way earlier than most people think, especially if it is modeled at home. A friend of mine that I grew up with became a pediatrician. I took my kids to see him because I knew that he understood the history. Even with his and my watchful eyes, we still are battling my daughter's anorexia. I'm thinking that Alayna comes by her habits by observation. Might not be her parents, but she knows someone.
ReplyDeleteWell, there are more details. I didn't put the whole story down, as I don't want to take even the slightest chance that someone would be able to identify the kid from my post. Alayna is a slender little thing too. I have no idea where she was getting her go, go, go from... she never stopped moving when we were outdoors. I sure hope she's okay. Hardest part of my job is saying goodbye and not knowing the rest of the child's story. Everyone's mom. That's me.
DeleteSince my medical file lists me as "morbidly obese", I may not be qualified to comment. That said, I've always been more interested in what is between the ears, than what is below the chin. I can't imagine the mental torment of a female who focus on body issues.
ReplyDeleteI can't imagine it either. I have been thin. I have been fat. I have been in between. I do find that whatever I am, I am not necessarily content. I have had a lot of friends who were obsessed with things like fat content, sugar content, calories... they forgot to have fun.
DeleteMy middle son developed eating problems in first grade. He has a spastic colon and eating always involved a trip to the bathroom. Bathroom trips were scheduled and he couldn't go during lunch without causing a disruption to the plan. Luckily an alert teacher called me and we figured it out. (He weighed 29 pounds by then) From that time on, all through his schooling, he had a doctors permit on file to go to the bathroom anytime he needed to.
ReplyDeleteThank goodness for the alert teacher and the doctor's permit!! I'm glad you figured it out early. My god. 29 lbs.
DeleteBad fucking news is what I think. The media and their "opinions" of what beauty is - enough said. However any legitimate allergy/sensitivity OMG is that hard to deal with. The youngest has recently been diagnosed with fructose malabsorption. Do you have any idea what all foods have fructose in them?! Just about every damn thing and I'm NOT even kidding you.
ReplyDeleteWe try to avoid the whole fructose thing, too. It's just really, really bad for us. People are starting to catch on, though. A lot of packages say it in big letters on the front.
DeleteIt was so awful to see the way Alayna pretended to eat. She had everyone fooled for awhile. The scary thing is that whatever school she went to after they moved would not have known except for our summer staff catching on to what was happening. Kids can get away with a lot because they're part of a collective. People don't always notice the individual child(ren). Hope your youngest is doing okay. (((hugs)))
My daughter, 11, has recently started to complain about her body and compare it to her friends. And while I'm quick to say the usual "everybody is different" speech, it's hard because I know *I*compare myself to others. I want my girl to FEEL good and be HEALTHY, not worry about looking a certain way. It's so hard to teach something you yourself haven't mastered, you know?
ReplyDeleteIt *is* tough. All the messages a girl gets from society vs what's true and what's correct are confusing and can have devastating effects. There's an article out there somewhere about how oddly we treat girls compared to boys. When one meets a little boy they comment on how smart he is, when one meets a little girl of the same age, they comment on her looks. "Isn't she pretty!!" It's amazing any of us grow up with something resembling self esteem and confidence, isn't it?
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