So, I asked a very simple question: Who can we provide with hope who might not already have it?
Then, my 16/17-year-old kids (yes, kids--I love them like my own) started to plan:
- First, the idea. They bounced around plans of giving hope to our special education department and to incoming freshmen and to senior citizens--all of them, good ideas. But they landed, finally, on serving the people in our community who are in need of food.
- Second, the fundraising. Students gathered the necessary $545 to sponsor a food truck in all kind of wonderful ways: straight parent donations, collections around their lunch tables, taking out change from their pockets. In just a week, we had the money.
- Third, the planning. My students had to do the work of the food truck as well. Initially, they were running into roadblocks with lots of different calls to different companies. Then, we got smart about it. They connected themselves to a group of people who do this on a regular basis in our community: All Shores Wesleyan. Once we were connected, the the volunteers of All Shores Wesleyan took us in. They guided us along the way.
- Fourth, the execution. On Tuesday, the food truck arrived, the people in need arrived, and the students served.
But I must end this post with a question: is this ending project of a book as good as a test? Certainly, this project did not ask for the plot points of the novel. It did not ask for character analysis. (While we read, we did have a halfway quiz that did ask for these things.) But, it did get students who are not members of service groups at the school to get out in the community. It did give them real experience of working and listening to adults and empathy to community members.
It did provide us all with an experience we'll never forget.