Riverside Farmers Market

Fresh produce, a cuppa nitro cold brew, artisinal cheeses from Clem’s, humanely raised beef and chicken, croqueted golf headcovers, and of course the Deardorffs’ famous Chantrelles — whatever you’re looking for, the Riverside Farmers Market is likely to have it between March 1st and late October. Located on east bank of the Shawnee River.

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Marie Knox, widely considered the strictest teacher at Roosevelt Elementary, commonly runs into parents and ex-parents at the Riverside farmers market.

“Mrs. Knox,” she heard today while browsing Clem’s, an artisanal cheese stall. “My son’s in your class.”

Marie turned with a subdued smile. It was the first week of school and she hadn’t met parents, but those close-set eyes were a dead giveaway.

“Kellen’s mother,” she said. “How do you do?”

To shake, she shifted a bag of cucumbers to her off-hand.

“It’s lucky I ran into you,” the mother said. “Kellen’s father and I are social scientists by trade, and we’ve been quite convinced by the body of research against mandatory homework.”

Marie kept her smile. “You’re at Tech then?”

“Yes, Franklin Tech. Department of Anthropology.”

Teaching in an affluent area, Marie was used to hearing statistics-based arguments on all sorts of issues.

“Galloway, Connor, and Pope, you mean?” Marie said. “2013, Stanford University?”

Kellen’s mother blinked twice.

Marie continued, “It’s sound scholarship, but I still find Cooper — 2006, Review of Educational Research — to be predominant. And I’ve seen for myself, firsthand, the confidence and competence a measured homework regime can instill in a child.”

Clem finished wrapping her Emmenthaler in plastic, then handed it over along with change from a ten.

The mother said, “We just want Kellen to have a positive fourth-grade experience.”

“Absolutely,” Marie Knox said, “and I want the same. Let’s keep the lines of communication open, yes?”

Kellen’s mother nodded. Marie noticed her canvas shopping bag was empty—she’d just arrived.

“I’d hurry if I were you,” Marie said, motioning to a stall right on the banks of the Shawnee. “The Deardorffs were almost out of Chanterelles.”

#knox #riverside

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Marie Knox, widely considered the strictest teacher at Roosevelt Elementary, commonly runs into parents and ex-parents at the Riverside farmers market.

“Mrs. Knox,” she heard today while browsing Clem’s, an artisanal cheese stall. “My son’s in your class.”

Marie turned with a subdued smile. It was the first week of school and she hadn’t met parents, but those close-set eyes were a dead giveaway.

“Kellen’s mother,” she said. “How do you do?”

To shake, she shifted a bag of cucumbers to her off-hand.

“It’s lucky I ran into you,” the mother said. “Kellen’s father and I are social scientists by trade, and we’ve been quite convinced by the body of research against mandatory homework.”

Marie kept her smile. “You’re at Tech then?”

“Yes, Franklin Tech. Department of Anthropology.”

Teaching in an affluent area, Marie was used to hearing statistics-based arguments on all sorts of issues.

“Galloway, Connor, and Pope, you mean?” Marie said. “2013, Stanford University?”

Kellen’s mother blinked twice.

Marie continued, “It’s sound scholarship, but I still find Cooper — 2006, Review of Educational Research — to be predominant. And I’ve seen for myself, firsthand, the confidence and competence a measured homework regime can instill in a child.”

Clem finished wrapping her Emmenthaler in plastic, then handed it over along with change from a ten.

The mother said, “We just want Kellen to have a positive fourth-grade experience.”

“Absolutely,” Marie Knox said, “and I want the same. Let’s keep the lines of communication open, yes?”

Kellen’s mother nodded. Marie noticed her canvas shopping bag was empty—she’d just arrived.

“I’d hurry if I were you,” Marie said, motioning to a stall right on the banks of the Shawnee. “The Deardorffs were almost out of Chanterelles.”

#knox #riverside

Read more: www.jeffbondbooks.com/franklin-marie-knox/
www.jeffbondbooks.com/franklin-farmers-market/
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