“I’m a big woman myself.” I met Nick in the lunchroom, where he sat beside his mother, Warkeyie Jones, a striking 38-year-old.
Jones told me she had changed her own eating habits to help herself and to serve as an example for Nick.
A kind of elixir, a cure for every ailment, an answer for every mood, sugar featured prominently in ancient New Guinean myths.
In one the first man makes love to a stalk of cane, yielding the human race.
First Church offers two worshipful opportunities for individuals to mark the day of our Lord’s death on the cross.
At noon a guided time of personal meditation and prayer is provided in Price Chapel, and people are free to come and leave as they wish.
“He was terrified of gym,” Principal Walton told me.
“There was trouble running, trouble breathing—the kid had it all.” “Of course, I’m not one to judge,” Walton added, laughing, slapping her thighs.Clarksdale, a big town in one of the fattest counties, in the fattest state, in the fattest industrialized nation in the world, is the bottom of the American drink, where the sugar settles in the bodies of kids like Nick Scurlock—the legacy of sweets in the shape of a boy.Mosques of Marzipan In the beginning, on the island of New Guinea, where sugarcane was domesticated some 10,000 years ago, people picked cane and ate it raw, chewing a stem until the taste hit their tongue like a starburst.That was seven years ago, when administrators first recognized the magnitude of the problem.Clarksdale, a storied delta town that gave us the golden age of the Delta blues, its cotton fields and flatlands rolling to the river, its Victorian mansions still beautiful, is at the center of a colossal American health crisis.The student body is 91 percent African American, 7 percent white, “and three Latinos”—the remaining 2 percent. Take, for example, Nicholas Scurlock, who had recently begun his first year at Oakhurst Middle School.