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When I was in school, I was lucky enough to get lunches that I liked.
posted by
FormerStudentIntern
on February 6, 2015 at 10:23 AM
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That was a good warmer Joe. Better than a swede out of the field.
posted by
C_C_T
on February 5, 2015 at 11:31 PM
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LOL...I cannot remember how many times as a young kid riding my bike home from school, that I threw my sandwiches into the bushes. I hated food as a little kid.
posted by
Kabu
on February 5, 2015 at 7:20 PM
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I loved this poem and TAPS comment as well.
posted by
Justi
on February 5, 2015 at 3:52 PM
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I love it. One of my sons always ate the lunch I packed him on the way to school. He had a certain spot halfway there where he would sit down and have his lunch even though he had just eaten breakfast about fifteen minutes before. I found out because his teacher let me know that he was always late to school.
posted by
TAPS.
on February 5, 2015 at 9:36 AM
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