Somehow, someway my last period class got on
to the subject of my preferences in cuisine. Oh yes, it began by me commenting
to Olivia, who was absolutely not eating a burrito in the front row, that she
needed to go finish her burrito in the hallway. As she shook her head and swore there was no
burrito, I continued to talk about the fact that they are not my favorite food
and now the room was going to smell like this imaginary burrito. Claire then
asked if I was vegetarian….that is how it all started.
I wonder what they put in school lunches. Well,
maybe I really don’t want to know. Why
is it that my after-lunch classes are so “energetic”? I am at the point of going with the flow and
accepting this heightened level of “excitement” and working to inspire the
highest possible level of productivity.
This day, we ended up 25 minutes behind my other class. Ah, c’est la vie!
To get back to Claire’s question, I simply
stated that I am not a vegetarian, I just don’t feel like eating meat. Of
course, she pushed the fact that if I don’t eat meat I am a vegetarian. I tried
to ignore it, but as I have mentioned before, she does not forget. That is how
I ended up having to do a handstand. She
brought up the time last year when she came in to class late with two pieces of
pizza and I was upset so she gave me one. She reminded me that it was pepperoni
and asked if I would eat one now. It actually sounded pretty good at that point
since I hadn’t had much lunch. But, I told her probably not because I like just
plain cheese pizza. Why can not one
believe that I really enjoy just cheese pizza?
I was relieved when we got off the pizza topic
when another student then said that I didn’t eat eggs because I am vegetarian. Ok. Now I knew that there was some education
needed. This led to a discussion about the difference between being vegetarian,
which I am not, and vegan, which I absolutely cannot imagine. How could I live without cheese and cream and
butter and yogurt and ice cream…life would not be the same. I guess one never knows though. Who thought I’d
be a non-vegetarian who doesn’t eat meat? I grew up in Michigan after all!
After our lesson on vegan vs vegetarian, Serge
put out hypothetical situation. “Miss, if they world was at an end and things
were bombed out and there was only a hamburger or a Snickers bar, which would
you eat?” The class laughed. Like why would it matter at that point? I replied
the hamburger because I don’t like peanuts and caramel…..a Milky Way though….different
story. Serge has this way of pulling
things together and wrapping things. I
was thankful for it because they entire questioning round was getting
exhausting.
What a conversation. It was like herding cats.
We will see if they pass the quiz on Tuesday about vegetarian vs vegan.
Merci Serge pour
ta situation hypothétique. C’était amusante et intéressante. J’espère que je ne me trouve jamais dans
cette situation !
Working with amazing personalities that make
me laugh and, at the same time, appreciate weekends!
This is why I teach!
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