TRANSCRIPT:
Natalie: I think I can picture ___ as a lunch lady
or a plumber, too! Are you still a
little mad? I am! I can’t wait until tonight. My mom will pick you up! Don’t forget to call me after school. Audrey
still may come with us to see When Nature
Calls. It starts at 6:30 so we will
leave to pick everyone up at 5:30! Love,
Natalie
“Bumble bee tuna?
Bumble bee tuna!”. GREAT
movie. I love how Nat had a little
diagram of where we would all sit during lunch.
The politics of lunch seating were very delicate. If anyone was mad at you, you were automatically
banished to the opposite end. Whoever drew the
diagram would go in the middle, naturally, and then everyone else would be
assigned according to how the person drawing it up felt about them on that
particular day. And it was imperative that you get there and claim your seat before getting into the lunch line, or risk having a seating dispute that could last well into 5th period. Bottom line: you
don’t mess with the lunchroom seat assigner! And is it just me, or were we always mad at something/someone? Hormones, I guess.
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