What are some characteristics that you learned about this student through his essay? Fat-Free Chocolate Milk Box
There I was, staring at that fat-free chocolate milk box, so common, so simple, yet something completely new for me, completely different from the bagged yogurts my grandmother packed in my lunchbox along with little snack-sized cakes wrapped in colorful packages. After two days of having arrived in New York City, The fact of being in a completely different place was just starting to hit me, surrounded by a different culture and a different language. I wondered what that little milk box would’ve thought if it found itself surrounded by the fresh bagged whole milk and
yogurts I previously had in my school lunches. The smelly, dry, brownish rice on my tray didn't look tasty at all and on top of that, being there made me nervous so I did not feel like eating. Staring at my tray in order to avoid eye contact with the other kids was starting to get boring and weird so opening the milk seemed like my best choice. I wanted to open it, but how? Am I supposed to get a straw and poke it?... Am I supposed to rip the whole thing?... What if I spill it? I don’t want to spill it… Should I ask for help? No.