Mexikid Stories by Pedro Martin for January 05, 2023

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    SHIVA  almost 2 years ago

    My Tia lived only a block away, so I walked to her house for lunch. My Mom paid her for my lunches.

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    Comics fan Premium Member almost 2 years ago

    Your stories bring back so many memories and scenes from my own childhood. Thanks for the journey!

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    darcyandsimon  almost 2 years ago

    WW bun! My first thought was WW bun! I didn’t qualify for free lunches, but I was definitely a sacko! Didn’t get me a good seat, though…Another winner!

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    harebell  almost 2 years ago

    I too was a sacko. But so was everyone else. We ate in our classroom. Our school was too small and poor to have a cafeteria, and in those days (1950’s upstate NY) there was no free lunch, let alone breakfast.

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    Daeder  almost 2 years ago

    I always tried to avoid the sackos. If one tried to get near me, I’d run away while yelling “So long, sackos!”

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    siamese Premium Member almost 2 years ago

    I was in charge of the hot lunches at my son’s elementary school. The lists that I gave the teachers made no mention of who was getting free lunch. I just put all the kids in alphabetical order. Tried my best to remove some of the stigma attached.

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    shamest Premium Member almost 2 years ago

    Glad I did not have brothers now to share underwear with. I was a bag lunch, go home for lunch, or hot lunch kid, depending on where my dad was stationed at in the Air Force. Robbin’s air force base was the best for school lunch, and it must have been a deal for all the parents because all the kids got it. The square pizza and fried chicken were the best. The worst part of second grade for me was my mom got me a thermos to save money. instead of buying school milk. Back then, the inside of the thermos was glass. I must have broken a dozen or more glass inserts that year.

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