The kids have various combinations of crackers/cheese/pretzels in front of them and the adults are munching on odds and ends - washing it down with the remainder of the now-cold morning coffee. A teacher is sitting at a desk, eating a special trail mix that he made up at home consisting of various nuts, raisins and M&Ms.
A little girl sitting nearby asks quietly: “can I have a peanut?”
Normally the adults don’t share their food with the kids for reasons that you are about to understand, but the girl’s request is so spontaneous and so genuine that the teacher hands her a peanut. She smiles and eats it.
The boy next to her sees this and asks for an M&M. The teacher hesitates, but quietly hands him an M&M.
“How come you gave him an M&M?” the girl protests.
“Because he asked for one,” the teacher replies quietly.
“Well how come you didn’t give me one?”
“Because you didn’t ask for one… you asked for a peanut.”
The girl is incensed and hollers “THAT’S NOT FAIR!”
Immediately the scent of someone possibly getting something that THEY
DIDN’T draws the other kids like moths to a flame. Like little sharks swarming crazily in freshly bloodied waters, they descend upon the scene
with hands extended and scowls upon their faces. The innocent moment is gone, the fragile peace is shattered, the kids are ordered back to their seats and the rest of snack time is taken up by restoring order.
It was just a damn peanut.