The instant the bell indicating the endof the last class rang, out of the classroompoured all students but one.
Unlikemy peers, Iwas in no hurry tomake a run for the school canteen, to rushthrough lunch and to return to the classroomfor homework. I arrived at the canteenwhen amassive queue had formed.Waitingformy turn patiently, I smelled the aroma ofthe appetizing food. Greasy as some dishesmight be, thewide range of food preparedby the schoolwas superior in nutritional val-ue to that found elsewhere.
The typical schedule of a high-schooleris extraordinarily hectic and thus lunch breakis a rare timewhen overworked students canwind down and enjoy the pleasure providedby the flavorful food. Imake it a point topampermy taste buds by savoring every littlebit of taste in food.What I usually like todo over lunch is have amindless conversa-tionwith a couple of studentswho have alsolearnt to smell the roses along the bonebreaking journey through high school. Werounded off our lunch with a dessert, re-freshed and satisfied.
Come to think of it, it is not the foodbutmy attitude towards life that affordsmepleasure and empowersme in facing up tovarious challenges