A student stopped me at 2 o’clock when I was on my way to another class on one of the days where I had a packed schedule from 8am-4pm.
Student: Miss, what’s the meaning of pretzel?
Me: Pretzel. Something you can eat.mmm..like a snack. It’s between a biscuit – bread. Softer than biscuit harder than bread.
Student: confused face.
Me : it’s like this.. (tried drawing on my book with my imaginary pen-my finger)
Student still confused. Some of her friends nodded.
Me? tired of explaining.
Me: After this go to Alamanda, find Auntie Anne’s kiosk and buy a pretzel.
I left them clueless. Hopefully they did go and learn how a pretzel looks like and buy one to taste it. As for me, I know that I’m so cruel. Poor students. Wrong timing, it was lunch hour and i haven't eaten anything since the morning..You can put the blame on me, I was hungry…