Castings 2020

Recipes for Successful Ventures into the Unusual Logan Lurry When I look back on my life, specifically when I was just seven years old, I can only say that I was the strangest kid you could ever come across. Now I don’t mean in a sense of the weird quirks that some people have, like the things that they say or do. No, I was weird because of the baffling foods that I had come to say were my favorite things in the world. I saw my weirdness grow with each food that I came across as well. It’s almost like I had a little cookbook, but each recipe was fit for creating an aurora of weirdness. It is only necessary that I give the recipes behind the food, and how they only add to the mystery that is me. #1: The Peanut Butter and Jelly AND Bologna Sandwich • You’ll need: • Two slices of wheat bread • One jar of Smucker’s peanut butter and jelly • Weird obession to be talked about and/or too My days as a Bobcat at Scenic Hills Elementary, as much as I can remember, was mostly filled with your run-of-the-mill moments. Things like my first kiss that the only girl swears didn’t happen because she was more popular, the awkward moment of being told to “make yourself pee” whenever you didn’t have too (I really do hope I’m not the only one who’s been told this.) I remember learning that the most important time of the day was lunch.

I know you’re thinking it should be recess for kids at that level of education; however, when your classmates don’t know what their first step of good behavior entails, there is never recess.

Looking past that, the absence of recess meant that the only time to show off anything you had was in the illustrious cafeteria. It was only fitting that my elementary school’s cafeteria also doubled as the auditorium, so showing off was almost common place. Kid’s would bring toys, hand-held gaming systems, and the occasional cellphone. Keep in mind that we were elementary age kids in 2007, having your own phone then was like having a stable job now, everyone was envious of you. I remember that I wanted something different though. There was nothing I had readily prepared that would gain the attention of my peers, so I turned to the only thing I knew best at the time, sweet delicious food. Before the 3rd grade, my dad prepared the same lunch for me every day, a simple lunchable. There’s nothing interesting in that. That is unless you came with one of those cool ones with a theme or a mini-pizza. I never had those.

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