Lauren said I had to write a post or she would start all of her posts with “X Days since Lloyd has posted.” Nobody wants that kind of trouble.
This afternoon when I walked into the classroom (Actually, it wasn’t one of my normal classes; who decides that it’s a good idea to have twenty-five 8th grade boys in one room at the same time?) A student asked me if I wanted to try some candy. Said student if from Korea, and everyone knows that they have the best candy in Korea, so I immediately said, “You bet I do!”
I was not sorry that I did. It was the most perfect peach tasting candy that I have ever tasted in my life. It was as if someone captured the very essence of what it mean to be a peach and then sucked out all the parts that are good for you.
I had to think for a long time before I figured out what the texture was. My mouth knew that it was like something that had been in it before, but I couldn’t put my finger on it –mostly because my mom taught me that that was rude once you’d put it in your mouth. Finally it hit me. It was a Starburst. Exactly a Starburst and exactly a peach.
I ate them all. It did not take long. 