Today I was privileged to have lunch with Bethany at school. I met some of her friends and I learned that everyday Bethany holds the door for her class to go in because they have to go through the line in last name alphabetical order; she is always last to get her food. The food didn't look to have changed much in a few decades and tasted fine.
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Way to be creative, Bethany, in the days of always being last...I can empathize:) I see chocolate milk---yummy---school lunches rock!
I liked that she grabbed the door from the previous classes teacher and handed it off to the next classes teacher; you would think the other teachers would catch on and instill some child with responsibility within their class.
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