Bad Romance.

My last post left off with a captivating bloody lip story. Well, it has taken me days to be able to digest what happened on Thursday. I have finally come to terms with it and can now discuss it with you all in written form. Come Thursday morning, being the amazing teacher that I am, brought my class a special snack. We are doing a unit called "Healthy Me" so we are talking about healthy food, safety, and being kind. I brought in a healthy snack of carrots, celery, and ranch dressing. I had a table full of 8 students in front of me and about 3 students at the table next to it. As I stand there scooping ranch onto my celery stalk, I stick it in my mouth, begin to bite down and I look up. I looked up to the most horrific sight. Worse than the bloody massacre that happened on the playground just a day before. Ty was throwing up. I was never sensitive to smells until I had my gallbladder out for some reason. Not only did he throw up, but he continued to throw up all over the room. I immediately started to gag, lined the kids up and went to the patio. I was not going back in until it was gone. About an hour later, I along with 15 kids entered a sparkling, bleach cleaned room.

Now, this has scarred me for a while from eating celery and carrots, which is really a shame seeing as I restarted my diet today. However, it also brought me back to my days in Springs when we raced to get veggie cups. Just this past year, Springs Campus Center started selling fruit cups, veggie cups, and pudding cups. However, they were a hot commodity. The workers would fill the case with them and within minutes they would be gone. Why? I am not exactly sure. The fruit and veggies were never exactly the freshest, just always delicious.