Today was our jump-rope team's party. Everyone was asked to bring in some sort of food. The hit of the party, just like last year, was a large plate of sushi. I don't think I had sushi until I was in college, and even then I didn't eat towers of it.
Today I had to guard the sushi plate, making sure everyone took their allotted 3 before they could have seconds. The oreos remained virtually untouched and the doritos bag was half-full by the end.
I love that I teach in a place where kids bring their culture, but also that all the kids are exposed to it. The kids from South America were fighting over the sushi right along with the kids from Asia and America. Kids at my school are so open to differences and excited about the world. Sometimes I forget that the rest of the world isn't like our school's microcosm.
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