“Location, location, location.” It’s a quote from some movie I can’t remember, or something. My classroom is located across from the home ec room. Before the school had the mouse problem, the sweet smell of baking wafted in from home ec, making me hungry.
Warm cookies fresh from the oven are so yummy, all gooey and falling apart. I would walk the few steps across the hall, and yes, chocolate chip cookies. They looked delectable all golden brown and full of sweet chocolate chips, still melting.
Back in my room, I though if we banded together in mutiny, I think we could take them. Maybe cause a distraction while our stealth team sneaks in and grabs a plate full of cooling cookies. Then reality hit and I decided that maybe I need to start eating lunch.