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I woke up this morning thinking about how one time, I was invited to teach a short art class at a local elementary school. I won’t name names but it sounded a lot like “Laurelhurst” (because that’s what it was called, oopsie). The first day I was there, when it was lunch time, I helped herd the kids to the cafeteria and then went to the teacher’s room to eat my lunch. The other teachers ignored me and I quietly ate my sandwich at the end of the table and left to go back to my class, finish up and leave for the day. The second day, I did the same thing, and the teachers ignored me again, and it was fine, whatever.
On the third day, I arrived in the teacher’s room with my little sandwich, and an older teacher stood up and came over to me. “You’re in the wrong place,” she said, smiling coldly. I looked confused. The other teachers were all eating, too, so it wasn’t the wrong place to eat, clearly. The older woman said, “Follow me. I’ll show you where you are SUPPOSED to be.” I packed up my sandwich and followed her. She led me across the hall and down a bit, to a storage room where the printer and construction paper was kept. There was one tiny child’s chair in there and a milk crate set in front of it. “This is where YOU eat lunch,” she said.
I figured that I wasn’t going to be there for very long and anyhow it wasn’t very much fun in the teacher’s room. For the remainder of the two weeks I was there, I went dutifully to the supply closet, sat on the tiny chair by myself, and ate my sandwich. Sometimes a teacher would come to retrieve their copies and get startled by my presence there. But really, no big deal, I could listen to my audiobook on headphones and finish my lunch in peace.
On the evening of the last Thursday that I was there, a television special about me aired on the local PBS station. It was something they re-ran every once in a while, talking about the lack of arts education in Oregon and how schools made up for it by hiring real artists to come teach little two week long programs, and sometimes those two weeks were all the students ever got for the year for art. It was a good show, about fostering creativity in students and how that helped them to apply critical thinking skills to other areas in life. They followed me through a class at a different school and interviewed me at my studio.
The next day, my last day at that school, I was walking through the hall, talking to a couple of the little girls from the class I was teaching in, and one of the teachers from the teacher’s room stopped me. Oh no, I thought. I’m probably WALKING in some spot I’m not supposed to be in now. “I SAW YOU,” she said. My mind raced, going over any transgressions I might have done that morning and coming up blank. She said, “I saw you on TELEVISION last night.” I said, “Oh. Yeah, that was me.” “The kids are all EXCITED! Everyone is talking about how they saw you on TV and you’re here now!” she said, beaming at me. I said, “oh, good, yeah, it’s a good show, I’m glad you saw it.” She said, “You should join us in the teacher’s room today at lunch! We’re all really SO happy you’re here!”
I said, “No. Thank you.” And I ate my lunch in the storage room where they told me to go, listened to my audiobook, and went home. Because fuck’em.
Laurelhurst at Night
January 19, 2022
lighthouse mission church // laurelhurst, portland, oregon
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Seattle Children's should be telling LCC to fuck off. Why do these homeowners STILL have a say in the medical care of children from Washington, Idaho, Montana, and Alaska? I don't want to hear shit about Seattle Children's working with LCC, I want LCC to be dissolved.
First protest I have been able to find
This, the affluent North Seattle neighborhood will tell helicopters are quite the nuisance. Such a nuisance that a neighborhood group wanted
In February 2021, a year into the COVID-19 pandemic, vice president Pat Chaney asserted that the agreements between the hospital and the neighborhood regarding helicopters “aren’t being followed currently,”according to the summary of the meeting. The council made Chaney the lead on the helicopter issue. At the next month’s meeting, Chaney presented data on helicopter landings that showed “a dramatic shift in locations where helicopters are landing,” with the majority landing at the hospital rather than the UW site. According to the meeting notes, which are not direct quotes, the council asked the emergency department director at Seattle Children’s about these landings and he said “every rooftop landing was justified.” During the April meeting, Chaney “expressed concern about neighbors being stressed by the noise and vibrations of helicopters landing so close to their houses.
The group then discussed whether those patients landing on the roof really needed to land there. Helicopter landing data from the first half of 2021—during the same those meetings took place—shows that the top three reasons for hospital helicopter landings were overdoses, respiratory distress, and diabetic ketoacidosis. Of the 72 landings in those six months, 26 were newborns, six were infants, and 12 were toddlers needing treatment.
Later that year, in an October 2021 meeting, a member of the neighborhood council mentioned that there are websites where you can track helicopter flights. The minutes mention that helicopter pilots landing at the site do not want their flights tracked, Chaney relayed to the group. But Chaney said she would request data on every flight.
At the November meeting, Chaney said she hasn’t heard from Seattle Children’s “about the validity of the flights from last month.” She said she wanted more information on each flight, like whether they’re all helicopters for the hospital, if the helicopters are doing required test runs, and what type of aircrafts are being flown. “In addition,” the meeting notes read, “there needs to be a medical justification form for each flight (one was a broken leg for example).”