Lunchroom Utopia

By Dafina Bobo

FOOD! Yes!

The long wait is over!
Scuff Scuff

Excuse me!! Hot food coming through! Excuse me!! I just want a fork! Can someone pleeease hand me a fork?

OMG! This line is like to Canada or something!

Clink Clink Clink

Dude, you suck! How can you take the last piece!

Are You Serious! This is the second time I’ve seen her go get food! And I’m Still in line for the first!

Shelly, could I get a ice cream treat?

Ha Ha Ha

All at once these sounds individually come together in an orchestra in the lunchroom.

Shelly, the lunch lady, everyone loves her. She makes everyone’s day. Once she ended up being gone for two days, people were in hysterics and some even called her to tell her to come back. When she came back everyone screamed her name and came running up to her to give her a big hug. She knows almost everyone by name, and makes sure the lunchroom is special in some way, just for him or her. Shelly makes sure I have cranberry juice every morning. She is just awesome, we even threw her a small birthday party during lunch.

There is no divide between anyone, not even grade. Everyone sits together at one point in time. Every day looks different. Even the teachers and deans sit with the students. We’re like one big happy family in the lunchroom.