This week I started my colonial unit which I'm sure I will make a longer post about soon. Because it's AWESOME. We've had several great conversations.
But first, this: on Wednesday I looked over from where I eat lunch with my colleagues to notice one of my chubbier Pakistani kids chomping on a donut. The rest of his lunch... was another donut and a Nutella (chocoate) sandwich.
The next day for lunch he brought FOUR DEEP-FRIED HOT DOGS. No buns. Just the hot dogs and the remaining grease in the tupperwear.
Today, hot dogs again.
Suddenly all my concerns about MY health didn't seem so big.
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