One in five American children does not know where their next meal is coming from. I first heard that statistic while waiting for Toby Keith to perform "Red Solo Cup" on the Academy of Country Music Awards Sunday.
The show featured new artist Hunter Hayes and the band Little Big Town. They co-wrote a song "Here's Hope" that food conglomerate ConAgra adopted to raise awareness about the issue.
Alarmed by the statistic, I went to their site, www.ChildHungerEndsHere.com. Sure enough, it says about 20 percent of kids in Will, DuPage and Kendall counties are considered food insecure. They don't know how long their food will last, and where their next food will come from. Statewide, that stat is up to 23.3 percent.
Another alarming statistic was that many of these kids are ineligible for food programs. That includes 42 percent in DuPage, 76 percent in Kendall, 58 percent in Will.
There is no doubt in my mind that the education system in our country is broke, and so is our ability to feed ourselves. (If we are better educated, we will also know how to eat.)
Welfare ain't working. I don't believe the chronically unemployed should get a handout. However, I am certain that our children should not go hungry.
I'm a pull-myself-up-by-my-bootstraps kinda girl. Sure, I've been given opportunities. I have also worked very hard and earned everything I got.
Starting at age 15 as the Talking Christmas Tree at Bergner Wise in Joliet, I never went more than a month or so without a job — sometimes two jobs, and a couple times, I worked three.
I believe that along with Providence, we are largely responsible for our own destinies. I disagree with a system that hands over money to multiple generations of entitlement who, though healthy, refuse to work. Social security and state aid should be for the elderly and infirm.
And our children.
We are failing yet another generation if we cannot feed our children. One in five! Count the number of kids in your child's class and try to guess which six or eight are hungry.
We all claim what a great country we have, and I agree. I'm one of the ones standing tall; I support our troops. My father served during Vietnam. I'm an Ameri-Can, not an Ameri-Can't.
Still, helping the poor is a hot topic, especially now during an election year. While the rest of us so-called adults continue to take pot shots at each other, politicizing such an important issue as feeding our kids, I'm taking another sack of groceries to my local food pantry.
Who knows, maybe the next time Toby Keith wants to wrap himself up in Old Glory, he will come up with a new song titled "Brown Bag for Lunch."