All day the rain bounces on and off my green roof
Chop Sticks and a Pencil
There are times when all of us agree to obligations, especially when it is a lone post in an empty square on our calendar, then, as that date rushes toward us and all the adjacent squares are bursting with other events, life can start to feel like too much. That’s pretty much how my spouse and I were feeling as we drove to the Burlington Hilton to pick up two Japanese teachers visiting Vermont as part of their Teacher Exchange Program for Education for Sustainable Development. Excited, but weary. As an alum myself of the now defunct Japan Fulbright Memorial Fund Teacher Program ( it morphed into this new IIE program) I felt honored to be able to host and in effect give back to this extraordinary program so I jumped at the chance to do so, but when the pick-up day arrived, I questioned my over-extending nature.
Why Fair Trade?
Why Fair Trade? Well, it’s my question this week… or at least one of them… others nagging me are why can’t the US fund a proper train system or successfully promote public transportation, or why can’t we all stop using plastic grocery bags, or why does soda fill an entire aisle in any supermarket you walk into even though it is a major cause of obesity in our country, or why are we being sold food sprayed with pesticides even though those chemicals are banned in our country… okay, I have many questions, but the why not buy, demand even, Fair Trade Certified coffee is tops.