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1) School days were the same from day to day most times. School lunches were at the same time every day at morning. They were great because I got satisfied, I always see my friends, and I got to burn energy. Before lunch everyday my teacher would have the whole class clean up the classroom. After we were done she let us to make a line up alphabetically, and always I was stand in the last because I am the tallest one. And she say for us to walk down the hallway. I see posters and artwork on the walls. Usually were things that made with our class or a different class. On our way down the hall, I look into other classrooms and see other classes get ready for lunch. I could smell the cook foods and hear loud noises coming from the lunch room.

2) When I got up to the counter I would grab a lunch tray. Then I would talk to the lunch lady who was there. She always had the same white shirt and pants with a blue apron on and it was stained with food. After a word with her she would give me Mac and cheese that had bits of hotdog in it, corn or green beans, a piece of cake and a pint of white or chocolate milk. After I got my food I would look around the lunch room to find the right spot to eat my food. It always keep me satisfied. I was so full I sometimes wanted to take a nap. thats why i love the school when i was in my

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