I question why they feed the youth of america these small portions of crap. If one person were to look closly at the food that we allow the school system to feed our children, the people who are to very well replace us in the world. We would realize that well, we are the last of the line. It use to be that we would send our children to school with bag lunches, not now, now we send them to eat the undertrailings of school food drudges. The teachers eat food fit for humans, students stuff I wouldn't feed to dogs for fear of killing the beasts. We feed our children things that our parents would kill us if they knew the atrocity. This world is in itself killing all of us, and so we make it faster by killing our children. Not only with school food, but things we know are bad things we know kill. And what do we do it for, Money. Smoking, drugs, things that killed off a percentage of our generation, and now we let the next do the same. WHY? Awnser this for me please?

It's to punish them for not paying attention in English class. More undertrailings for you?

to lighten up just a little, i have a question. yesterday i had some leftover strawberry heart shaped marshmallows from V Day, and decided to toast a couple, like at camp. do you, when you toast/roast marshmallows, set them on fire and then blow it out? or do you carefully rotate over the flame until a perfect golden brown? i have my thoughts about each of you, whether you are a flamer or a browner, but i want to know for sure. do you do them one at a time, or in larger groups? does it have to be a "real" fire, like a camp fire, or is the stove ok? what about a lighter? you all know, of course, that Martha Stewart Makes Her Own Marshmallows at Home. i am supposed to be doing something else right now. that is, there is the supposition that i am doing it, but i am not.

Browned, individually, over a fire. Of course, you thought no less of me.

I ate school-type food at the canteen today. some watery juice. boiled stringy beef with gravy over a pile of buckwheat. some brown bread. a sliced cucumber. it cost just about as much, too. $1.50. I wonder how many of my failings I can blame on lunch.

hal may not have paid attention in english class (perhaps he had it fourth period, when all he could think about was the tasty bag lunch his mother had prepared for him), but apparently he excelled in math. "school lunch" is TWO words, indeed. bravo!

sheila, i want to know what you think about me before i reveal it to you. fair? i vow never to let cleo eat the school lunches. her daycare actually has good snacks, but public school starts next year. i am going to make her lunches like frances the hedgehog had. remember frances?

When I was in school many eons ago, all we had to eat were rocks and dirt. But it was Quality rocks and dirt!!

i dip the 'mallow into the flame (on the end of its stripped-down branch) and light it afire. then i stare at for a few seconds and consider how much it looks like a torch, like in the movies when stalwart men explored caves and dungeons or angry villagers went off in mobs to hunt down misunderstood monsters. then for a millisecond i consider marching off into the woods with it to explore the darkness. then i blow it out. at least that's what i think i did. i haven't roasted a marshmallow since my age was in the single digits. ask me how i roast hot dogs.