?” All the girls at her table, wearing the same flower headband in a different color start hysterically laughing. I can’t help but frown. They sound like a bunch of seagulls and have the over exaggerated facial features of a child’s puppet. I see my English teacher, Ms. Jones, walk in the cafeteria eating a sandwich. I accidentally
Dad was outside at the smoking barbeque turning burger patties and hotdogs. Krissy put the last spices in the potato salad and took it out to the picnic table. Mom followed her out with a big bowl of baked beans. Sam was there munching on chips and dip. “Can I help with anything?” He asked Krissy.
The girl’s mother had told her children to not pick the dandelions out because she thought that they were the only thing that was beautiful in the camp. Both of her parents went outside to see why were the other people wondering around in the sticky mud. Their mom tried to lift up the spirit by stating that the latrine was not far away and the walk was not long. Their father brought back pieces of lumber wood and nails to craft chairs or tables. The block leader informed the family that it was lunchtime and to walk over to the nearest mess hall.
Everything she did was precise and tidy in a robotic way. “I had dinner at Celeste’s. I’d already started eating when a strange woman came in and asked me if she could sit at my table. Of course she could. Her gestures were jerky and she had bright eyes in a little face like an apple…she called Celeste over and ordered her whole meal all at once, in a voice that was clear and very fast at the same time…she opened her bag, took out a slip of paper and a pencil, added up the bill in advance, then took the exact amount, plus tip, out of a vest pocket…Then she stood up, put her jacket back on with the same robotlike movements, and left” [Camus 43].
The baker, for example, told Katniss (it took place at the Justice Building) that he would "...keep an eye on the little girl. Make sure she's eating." For example, during the Hunger Games Katniss blacks out from the tracker jacker venom; Rue to take care of her despite not knowing Katniss. These two characters treat each other like sisters and shared their supplies, along with knowledge. As the book continues, the theme of family is extended to those non-related, close characters.
They had a few classes in the morning and then it was time for lunch. If the weather was nice, the children ate their lunches outside and played when they were finished eating. When it was rainy and they couldn’t go outside, the girls would play hot potato with a rag and the boys would stand near the big, round stove at the front of the room to keep warm. When they got
This time, to not repeat my last accident, I put the cup on the table next to my jelly sandwich. I run back over to the fridge and pull out the cold 2% milk. Slowly and carefully, I fill the cup halfway this time and return the milk to the fridge, then sit down in my mahogany wooden chair to enjoy my delicious jelly sandwich and milk. “I’m so proud of you!” My mom proclaims as she comes off the last steps of the staircase with a large smile on her face. She walks over to my chair and looks at my little snack.
The mother has a discreet expression, presenting a huge and succulent turkey in its place. She wears a white apron, with blue blouse decorated by florid patterns and shapes. Behind the mother stands the father, who is ready to carve the turkey with the knife. The father wears in decent suit and blue tie, his face is rather chubby comparing with the mother beside him. Both of them cast their sights downward, gazing lovingly and focusing on the turkey that they are ready to serve.
Alex and I had breakfast at Steak and Shake. I redirected the youth twice. Alex was blowing the paper from the straw onto the table and he was yawning without covering his mouth. After the redirection, Alex practiced good table manners. We went to the book store to practice social interactions and enjoy some books.