The miraka a.k.a milk was yummy. The anticipation of the box of cold milk was making my mouth water. The only other time this happens is when I am going to have pasta. So, the fact that milk made my mouth water, is pretty rare. Although I loved it, I did not like waiting in line. I am honoured to be a milk monitor for Room 3 and 13. I get to stack the fridge, take the milk to the classes and take the folded cartons to the blue, Fonterra recycle bin.
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