Book Review: All Natural* by Nathanael Johnson

Turns out I was reading something old and something new from the very same press last week. Guess who?

When I heard about the new book “All Natural” by Nathanael Johnson, I was immediately intrigued.  There are not many writers who delve openly and honestly into questions about whether “natural” approaches to eating, childbirth, and medicine are actually healthier. Most people come at these topics with pretty strong leanings or an all-out agenda already in place. So those of us who want to figure it out for ourselves are usually left reading two wildly opposing opinions and trying to sort it out on our own. Nathanael Johnson offers a rare helping hand that might save some of us from late night Google searches about what to put in our children’s lunchbox or how to approach our next medical question. He delves into all of these questions and takes readers along as he speaks to scientists, offers historic perspective and generally travels around with an open mind and a sense of humor.

The research is thorough and as is the full rambling title,“All Natural: A Skeptic’s Quest to Discover If the Natural Approach to Diet, Childbirth, Healing, and the Environment Really Keeps Us Healthier and Happier.” What makes the writer’s perspective so unique is that he was raised by extremely natural orientated hippies and he is able to look back honestly at what worked and did not work for him without mocking or attacking his parents approach. He is not the conservative child of hippies rejecting how he was raised, but he looks critically at each piece before he decides how he wants to raise his own family. He is honestly trying to decide which pieces he wants to carry forward based on the best available science, not values and emotions. As a bonus, his personal story compelling and very funny and he keeps the reader laughing while we approaching topics that usually make people tense and angry instead.

When I read this interview in Mother Jones, I expected to relate to the writer’s perspective as a new parent struggling to make the best possible choices between nature and technology. It turned out I enjoyed the writing even more than I expected and I was surprised to find myself learning so much about topics I have already spent a chunk of my life thinking about like nutrition, farming and natural childbirth. I am fascinated by honest discussions about why so many of us are drawn to “natural” lifestyles. I am especially intrigued when the conversation includes discussions of real pros and cons rather than being rooted in one particular ideology. I can relate to his quest since I also spend a lot of time trying to make the right choices, which can sometimes leave me Googling late into the night. In the end, I often find myself splitting the difference.

For example, I chose natural childbirth in a very conventional hospital setting with all the precautions in place.  As far as nutrition, the food in our house is mostly organic and plant based but I will allow my children to eat artificially colored birthday cake outside the home (in fact they may be doing that right now as I write). It can be lonely and uncomfortable and sometimes I worry that I am not firm enough, but I seem to remain in the gray area much of the time. Other times I remain firm but see the irony of my choice.  Once I got on the beltway to return my “not natural enough” mattress and realized in traffic that I did not tie it down that well. So, I know, we need to keep all of this in perspective with the rest of the safety questions in life like driving with a poorly tied down mattress is (duh) super dangerous.  But it can be tricky and we all lose perspective sometimes so it is great to have books like this to help lead the way.

We need more writers like Nathanael Johnson exploring the gray areas beyond what we think we know, what we believe in and what we want to be true.  He wades deep into polarized debates and listens to many sides of conversations on natural childbirth, nutrition, raw milk and alternative medicine.  He travels the country, talks to all kinds of experts and visits fascinating places including farms, hospitals and natural birth centers.  Each chapter contains exhaustive research and historical perspective.  His stories about his own childhood keep the book rooted, funny and personal.

In the end, the book put me in a better position to make the hard choices I need to make as a mother, as a farmer and as a consumer of food and medical care. And while it can be uncomfortable and lonely to hang out in the gray area, it is probably where I want to remain, and it is good to know I am not alone! By the way, Nathanael Johnson is on a speaking tour right now, maybe you will be able to catch one of his events his schedule is here.

(My disclosure: I received a free review copy of this book from the publisher, thanks Rodale! My copy is now available to loan to local friends.)

My Passover Parenting Fail

This piece originally ran at Kveller.com.

On the way home from Sunday school, my tiny children asked so many uncomfortable questions. They asked about God, and death, and bad guys, and then something even worse. That Egyptian child from the tenth plague was just temporarily frozen, I told them. Once Pharaoh realized his mistake all the children were fine. Then I desperately tried to change the subject, but it kept coming back.

My children watched Prince of Egypt in Sunday school this weekend. They didn’t watch a short excerpt either. They watched a pretty big chunk of the movie and it was nowhere near age appropriate. I was there and in hindsight I wish I had followed my gut and pulled my children out of the room. Sometimes I wonder if I am being oversensitive, all of the other parents were chatting in the other room. I was the only one in the room wringing my hands.

If I had previewed the movie, I wouldn’t have let my children watch it. When I asked the other mother who is a volunteer teacher about it she said it was very gentle. Before the scene on the plagues, I asked her how the movie handles the tenth plague.  She said, “Oh, it is very tasteful. It will go over their heads. It is just like a wind storm that comes through.” I don’t blame the teacher, other parent volunteers had canceled at the last minute and she was doing her best to fill in.

So I left my little ones seated, my tiny new 3-year-old and my sensitive nearly 6-year-old.  But when the scene came, it made my stomach wrench. It focused on the Pharoah’s adorable innocent son being hit by this creepy wind storm from God, and well, you can imagine. Next the small boy is covered by a white sheet and the Pharoah says to Moses, “Ok, you can go now” or something.  The crossing of the sea was rough too, but nothing compared to the boy with the sheet.

On the car ride home my 3-year-old said, “Why did God dead that boy.” These are moments I question everything, why do we even pass on scary stories generation after generation. Clearly, I do not believe it should be done through a video. I could have just reached for the remote, hit pause and suggested a story or game, but when I am in a community I don’t want to always be the trouble maker. It would have been better for all the children. I could have, but I didn’t.

It is so frustrating because Sunday school is a big effort. We rushed breakfast and drove 30 minutes away. And I have a feeling I will be digging out of this hole for a long time.  I wound up fabricating this lie that God was just trying to teach Pharoah a lesson. And all of the Egyptian children were happy in the end too.  My 3-year-old wanted to believe it, she kept repeating, “so God was doing a joke that wasn’t silly. The child did not really get dead-ed.”

My 5-year-old sort of believed me, but not fully.  And I don’t know if I should have been lying or not, but I do think we shouldn’t have even been having that conversation. And since we were all in the car together, I could not have a slightly older kid conversation with my son.  I did the best I could with my scrappy answers while trying to keep my eyes on the road. Parenting is hard, and messy, and this morning I am pretty sure I missed the mark.

 

Chickweed and my Jewish Farming Retreat

Last weekend my family attended this amazing retreat in Baltimore, the Beit Midrash at the Pearlstone Center.  You can read my article about the retreat in the Jewish Daily Forward here.

I have to say  absolutely love pluralistic Jewish events, especially when we get to talk about farming.  I have been thinking a lot more about the idea of shmitta, the once in every 7 year sabbatical from farming and I am sure I will be writing more about that soon.

One very compelling piece of shmitta is the idea that if you had to feed your family without any farming, you would be more aware of all of the wild plants available to you. And it would also seem required to teach this plant literacy to your children.   I heard that there are some people trying to include a wild edible plant dish in every Shabbat meal as sort of a practice or way of envisioning shmitta.  I love that idea of that practice.

Here is some wonderful nutritious chickweed already greening up on our farm in February.  It steams down to very little, but it is delicious in salad or soups.

chickweed

 

 

 

The Fiscal Cliff and the Little Farmer

The following is a piece I wrote for my the Maryland Organic Food and Farming newsletter.(MOFFA).  If you live in DC or MD, come to our winter meeting (the 22nd annual!): details below.

At the very end of the year, in the midst of fiscal cliff madness, Congress passed a controversial farm bill extension. Maybe you saw headlines like this one from the the Center for Food Safety, “Congress Passes Damaging Farm Bill Extension in “Fiscal Cliff” Package”. The extension of the farm bill contained many disappointments and has left the sustainable and organic agriculture community with lots of work to do.

Programs that were left out include funding for organic research and organic cost share. While this was a huge blow to activists working to improve the farm bill, it does give us an opportunity to get organized. Since the extension only goes 9 months, groups will get to work immediately to make sure the real 5 year farm bill extension is much better. Personally, I have to admit I was pretty surprised by the news. We know that public opinion is so strongly behind organics and local farms, even our awesome First Lady is advocating for healthy foods and gardens. As a country, I thought we were making clear progress. But until public opinion is reflected in national legislation, progress for organic farmers will slow to a crawl.

I think it is time for MOFFA to get serious as advocates for organics nationwide. I know we are all super busy and our organization is volunteer led, but I think we have to figure out how we can do more. There is grant money out there and many other statewide organic organizations manage to have staff. We are closer to Washington DC than most other organic agriculture organization. We don’t have to do it alone. We can form coalitions with groups like Future Harvest CASA, PASA, NOFA and MOFGA to develop a stronger voice that we can deliver to Washington in time for our next chance to influence the farm bill, which, by the way, starts now. Let’s talk about this at the winter meeting.

Meeting Details

22nd. ANNUAL MOFFA WINTER MEETING
Saturday Feb 16, 2013
Maryland Dept. of Agriculture, 50 Harry S. Truman Parkway, Annapolis

Hanukkah Goes to Public School

MIXED METAPHOR

Answering the age old question, Can you spin a dreidel on matzah?

This week I went to my son’s kindergarten class to talk about Hanukkah.  My husband and I read a story, showed the children a manorah, introduced the Hebrew letters on the dreidel and the talked about olives and olive oil.   It was all over in a short and sweet 20 minutes!

While preparing for our 20 minutes in the Kindergarten spotlight, I did some research and wrote a piece for the Washington Jewish Week.  Following are some resources and my article in case you are planning a similar presentation.

  •  The True Meaning of Hanukkah, by Hilary Lelia Krieger ran in the New York Times on December 7th, and grapples with the topic of Hanukkah in school and the public sphere.
  • This was an interesting piece about in the Forward with a great title For the Separation of Manorah and State, by Eliahu Federman.
  • This video, This is How the Technion Students light the Manora is wonderful and would be so fun to show to a group of students to introduce the manorah using balloons, lots of dominoes and so much more.
  • Finally, my article on preparing for my Hanukkah parent visit is reprinted below.

Hanukkah Goes to School, (this piece originally ran last week in the Washington Jewish Week on 12/6/2012)

This morning my son’s kindergarten teacher invited me to talk to his class about Hanukkah. I said yes and upon returning home immediately ordered enough plastic dreidels and gelt to hand out to his whole class.  I knew I could not say no to the teacher, but talking to the class where my son is the only Jewish child is not going be easy.

It’s not that I am unqualified to do a Hanukkah presentation to kindergarteners. I am very Jewish identified and know the Hanukkah story well. I might stumble over pronouncing “King Antiochus” but who wouldn’t. Plus, it’s kindergarten so we won’t get into that level of detail anyway.  There are plenty of excellent guides online for parents and teachers. So what could be the problem?

One reason the presentation will be tricky for me is it brings up some uncomfortable memories.  Like my son who attends a rural public school, I went to an elementary school that also had very few Jewish students.  I can remember wanting to disappear into my chair when my second grade teacher asked me to tell the class about Hanukkah. I was shy and my overarching goal in school was blending in. The last thing I would have wanted was to have my parents show up to do a Hanukkah presentation.

But parenting has already taught me in a thousand different ways that my children are not copies of me. They are growing up with a whole different set of experiences and my little kindergartener is looking forwards to handing out dreidels and showing off his knowledge of Hebrew letters.  He is proud of being Jewish and has already begun talking about Hanukkah in school. He has no sense that he should feel shy about being different and I know better than to introduce the concept.

Another reason talking to his class seems tricky for me is that in my ideal world the public schools would not talk about any religious holidays at all. Schools would stick to talking about the winter season, the upcoming winter solstice and how the animals are managing the cold. They would leave Santa, latkes, Kwanzaa, elves and all the rest to the parents. The reality is there will be plenty of Christmas inspired activities at school in the coming weeks.  In fact, the school plans to show the full length movie, “The Polar Express”, about a boy who learns to believe in Santa Claus.  While my son may love the film, I think he could wind up feeling pretty left out and confused.

Just today my son came home from school with a pressing question. “Mom, I need the truth.  Santa is not real, right? Because everyone says he is. Why are they saying that?”  I hesitated a bit and then told him the truth.  I told him he was big enough to keep it a secret, because lots of his friends will believe in Santa for a very long time. I am not sure if that was the right call, but there was no avoiding the direct question. So given the Christmas themed projects and talk that is already underway, it seems appropriate to balance it out with a little talk on Hanukkah.  Since Judaism is both a religion and a culture, I can stick to sharing cultural parts of the holiday and not pile on more religion. This still rings a little of the rationalization, “if you can’t beat them, join them”, but I think the pros of presenting outweigh the cons.

For one thing, my son is proud and happy to share his Jewish knowledge with the class.  He needs me to match his pride and leave my mishagash (Yiddish for craziness) at the door. Despite the complexities, I am starting to look forward to my chance to share Hanukkah with more confidence than I could have possibly mustered in the second grade.  I realize it also comes with the responsibility of offering some children their very first exposure to anything Jewish.

I am planning to show the Hebrew letters on the dreidels and explain that children around the world learn many different alphabets and languages. I will read a story and hand out the dreidels and gelt.   We will talk about the need to celebrate light during the darkest season.

I sincerely hope that a spin of the dreidel and a taste of sweet Hanukkah gelt will create a lasting positive association with Jewish people for his classmates.  I hope it will encourage other parents and students to share parts of their cultural identities. And finally, I really, really hope none of the children ask if Santa is coming to our house.

Some More Resources

There are many well written guides online about how to teach about Hanukkah to young children and about navigating Christmas.   Here is a sample:

Anti-Defamation League’s The December Dilemma: December Holiday Guidelines for Public Schools

Sustaining the Light: Social Justice Program Guide for Chanukah, Religious Action Center of Reform Judaism,