How do you resist? Being a Resistance Early Adopter (explicit)

How does it start and where does it end?  Well, I can tell you it was not necessarily November 8th 2017.  For some people it started a long time before that and will go on a long time after.

On November 8th, I was coming back from Haiti, a place still devastated after an earthquake and worse still Hurricane Matthew.  I am going back in about two weeks, but I am not going back empty handed.

Weeks before we had started a compost pile.  Weeks before that we had started working on gardens in schools and how to get kids more involved in where their food comes from.  We started working on lowering food waste and discussing the environment.  We talked to 3rd grade teachers in Seattle and Atlanta and got them talking to each other and got the kids talking to each other.  We got them talking about what they can do in Haiti and what they can start doing about climate change and more.

As the compost pile started  break down, we talked about food and growing food for people in Haiti and how the people
in Haiti could grow their own food and food that can be exported.  It turns out the people in Haiti grow a lot of peanuts which is good in the short term but horrible for the land and caused a lot of erosion during the earthquake and worse still after the hurricane.  How do they manage waste?  How do they get electricity?  We talked about all that.

We had to catch our plane out of Port Au Prince early in the morning on November 9th.  Where we were staying, a little town in the mountains called Inviter, there was no cell phone reception and the monastery had wi-fi but not very powerful. We had to hike out because the roads were washed away.  So for several heart wrenching hours, we trekked through the dark in a strange land, thinking about how hard what we had planned would be, blissfully unaware that Donald Trump was winning the election.  Soon, as the sun began to break and we got closer to Port au Prince, cell phones began to buzz with the pick up of signal and moments of elation (many in our small group were certain Hillary was going to win) turned to screams of OH Fuck!  We had stayed with a really nice family there in the mountains, and a few in our small group considered staying.

As we prepare to go back, we wonder what a Trump presidency is going to mean.  It is going to mean working harder on this project, we thought, but also many other projects that we could only partially see coming.  How do you get support for a climate change push from an administration that does not believe it exists?  How do you reach out to a government coming from a country that is now more isolationist?  You can't edge the word Haiti in sideways when all we can talk about is Syria and Russia and China and Korea.  Once again, they are shoved to the back of the line.  They do not have oil.  They are not of strategic importance.  They are merely an island where people are suffering.

We can do something though.  We can resist.  We can realize that we are in somewhat the same boat as they as soon as we land.  When we land we start to talk about people who think that global climate change is a real and bad thing.  When we land we start to talk with people who think Black Lives Matter.  When we land we hear about children in the schools where we are building gardens who cannot afford food.  When we land we start talking about how to prepare these kids for a world where coal mining is promoted over tech, science, and innovation.

When we look back, we have been resisting since before it was called resistance.  Every Thursday, at ten a.m. we work in a garden behind a local elementary school.  25 students come over with their teacher to work with us, learn how to grow their own food and work on ways to get involved in their community.  Then they get to talk to 25 students in Seattle and 25 students in Augusta, GA and 25 students in Greenville, SC and talk about what they learned.

In that same garden, one of my students found three bullets and brought them to me.  In that same
garden, one of my Hispanic students told me that she was scared that her parents were going to be deported.

So we resist by doing what we have always done only amping it up a lot.  We have to understand the problems have not changed, they have only gotten help in becoming more problematic.  This week, next week and for as long as we can, we are going to be giving away plants grown by our kids so that people can grow food.  We resist by gardening and writing and teaching.  How do you resist?

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