When I was in school, I had an unmarried, generous teacher in Grade 3. I was always hungry for several reasons—I didn’t like the viand, my grandparents hadn’t cooked yet, or I had to leave for school before they did. Sometimes, my uncle would finish all the food without knowing I hadn’t eaten yet. 😂

Funny enough, I always aced my tests, and it paid off. The harder and longer the test, the more I could earn. I could buy myself a snack and, even better, my beloved school supplies, stickers. 😂