The Road Back to School

This was daniel's old elementary school in the nearby town of saint pierre de chandieu. Daniel claims he never even saw processed food until he was a tean agentar evetosatetogeata, brief respite by the side of the road. I am automatically taken back to memories of my own school days, the smell of caustic pine cleaner chalk boards and fear. The cruel ministrations of tiny eyed lunch ladies, slopping can oads of prison show into steam tables,. Chipped beef tuna, noodle surprise and powdered mashed potatoes that haunt my sense memories still.