A Poem By Walt Whitman

𝐸𝑥𝑡𝑟𝑎 𝑉𝘐: 𝐵𝑟𝑒𝑎𝑘𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑜𝑙𝑑 𝒉𝑎𝑏𝑖𝑡𝑠

Later, already in Welton, the students left their classes as soon as the bell rang, it was time for dinner. The girls were fighting to go down to the dining room first.

-What's for dinner! -One girl asked, loudly.

-Spaghetti and meatballs! -Another girl shouted.

All the students went down the stairs while Nicole went up them to leave her things. Her companions pushed her.

-Save some for me! -She screamed, letting the other girls pass.

All the students hungrily ate their spaghetti while laughing, rarely in Welton did they eat this.

Meeks places her handful of spaghetti with her knife, positioning them perfectly, while Charlie frowned in amusement, making up her spaghetti to be placed on her fork. All the girls ate messily, with their mouths full of tomato, trying to make their noodles fall again.

Dr. Hager was stopping by the tables to see the mess of her students, and when Taylor saw her, she nudged Cameron and wiped her tomato-filled mouth with a napkin.

-Mrs. Dalton. -The teacher caught the attention of Charlie, who was still trying to pierce a spaghetti.

-Sir? -The girl answered.

-Are you ladies normally left-handed?

-No, sir. -The girls answered, looking at their food.

-Then why are you eating with your left hands?

Charlie frowned. What was wrong with her eating with the opposite hand? Also, why did she draw her attention only to her? Damn teacher, Charlie thought.

-We thought it would be good to break old habits, sir. -Kim answered, cleaning up

-And what's wrong with old habits, Mrs. Overstreet?

-Well, um, they perpetuate mechanical living, sir. They limit your mind.

-Well, Mrs. Overstreet. -Hager was just the opposite. -I suggest that you worry less about breaking old habits and more about developing good study habits. You understand?

-Yes, sir. -Kim answered, quietly.

-That goes for all of you.

A blonde, who was eating with her left hand and taking a piece of meatball for her mouth, Hager stopped her and made her change hands, forcing her.

-Now, eat with your correct hand.

All the girls switched their utensils to the opposite hand, that is, their correct one, and now everything was a little less disorganized. Dr. Hager moved out of sight of her.

Charlie, who seemed to be eating her tongue, waited for the teacher to leave to put a huge meatball in her mouth, without breaking it and without anything.

Charlie tried to chew the meatball but it was impossible, since she was laughing. Pitts couldn't take it anymore, and a surprised laugh left her mouth.

All the girls laughed, like Hager as much as Charlie.