The navel clock is ticking, ticking.
Finally, the long-awaited lunch time has come!
There were pretty girls standing at the back of the line, asking each other to eat first.
So they made some paper-rock-paper-scissors in order.
The turn was decided, but the first student tried to yield again.
In the end, we had a delicious meal in the appointed order.
They looked so pretty when they let each other eat first.
I forgot about my hunger for a while and looked at them with joy. Before I knew it, it was my turn.
I, too, make a resolution to practice the language of Mother’s love anytime, anywhere!
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