And they're completely ignoring the dangers of dihydrogen monoxide!

http://www.dhmo.org/

Stacey Wildenhain, a teacher's assistant at St. Rose, said her 7-year-old son does not mind the policy. He told her: "The sooner we eat, the sooner we can get out to play," she said.

This sounds like a scheduling problem more than a noise/talking problem. If you get to play when you finish eating then there are going to be kids who wolf down lunch in order to play sooner. Putting a less attractive activity between lunch and recess might be helpful...or switch to "all smoothie" lunches.

I think I just sprayed dihydrogen monoxide out my nose.

But it seems to me that if a kid is choking on food, he's not going to be talking -- so isn't the rule kinda redundant?

ROTFL. They just didn't think this whole thing through.

Sorry to see kids punished at lunch. They sit all morning and look forward to this social break. It is an important environment for them to aquire social skills. Agreed, get at the problem.

If they're not talking I guess it's easier to detect who's strangling.
Maybe they should try chewing lessons.
Reseach shows a corrilation between chewing food and not choking.

sorry, that's research
reseach is seaching again, and that's not what I meant :)

How on earth did we ever make it through school without bike helmets, elbow & knee pads, protection from 5 year old sexual predators who kiss (oh the horror!) little girls on the playground, and grief counselors?

Hey maybe those parents of the "Monster on a Plane" should consider sending her to this school.

What was that little brown bag thing parents would send to lunch with thier children. I'm pretty sure it was some kind of school lunch choke kit.

I'm laughing at comments made by Hamous. I guess I've been hanging around on this planet too long. School buses had not yet been invented during my elementary school years. I walked home for lunch every day, then walked back to school.

I roller-skated and rode my two-wheeler bike (that I received for Christmas when I was 12), and never saw anyone wearing a helmet.

I walked a couple of blocks to board a street car, and then I had to take a bus which dropped me off two blocks from my high school. Every day for four years.

It's kind of amusing how we view life. It never occurred to me to complain about hardships or neglect. My parents' lives were harder.

IMO, the younger generations might have benefited from a "tougher" life. One thing we wouldn't see as much of is the materialistic, me, me, me philosophy of some of them.

I think you're right Harmony. A little bit of hardship in life might actually do some folks some good. I guess after a few generations away from the Great Depression and WWII, we have lost the understanding of what real sacrifice is.