Life, the Obstacle Course

My Classmate’s Lunch

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A good lesson to learn, in your teenage years, to NOT judge someone until you know the person fully! Translated…

In my middle school year, I’d written as essay, I’d recalled it fresh in my mind: My Classmate’s Lunch.

Remembered how there was this female classmate who’d sat next to me, at lunch, she’d always picked out a few strands of hair from her lunch, then, eaten her lunch. Back then, I’d thought, how messy her mother must be, to leave her own hair inside the lunch she’d packed for her daughter every day.

One time, she’d invited me over to her house, although I wasn’t willing to go, but I couldn’t turn her down. As the door to her house opened, her elderly mother stood there, felt the walls inside her home. Turned out, she was visually impaired, and suddenly, I’d felt my nose souring up, couldn’t say a word.

Over thirty years had passed, eve4ry time I’d thought about the hair found in the packed meals, I’d, recalled how the preconceived notions can, affect someone’s life completely; observe more, and you will discover more. Looking at that lunch, what I’d realized, was her mother’s heart, that no matter how tough life became, she’d still wanted to, leave a taste of her self with the child in her memories.

And so, this lesson you’d learned from the interactions with your classmate had, carried you far in life, because after that initial meeting with her mother, you’d learned, that you should NOT judge someone based off of what you see about the person, that you must get to know the person, before you pass your judgments on them, something that’s carried you far in life, and, it wasn’t, even learned, inside a classroom setting, imagine that!!!

 

 

 

 

 

 

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