Supper Table

It is here that children are given instructions on what it means to be human. We make men at it, we make women. Joy Harjo her poem Perhaps the World Ends Here Supper Table There was a time when the supper table was a gathering place. A time when children and parents sat down together. A time when television, computers, cell phones didn’t interfere. A time where open and honest discussions were held. A time when manners and social skills were taught. A time of laughter and tears and sometimes discipline. A time when children learned what it meant to grow up. That time has passed.