The day before Halloween: “Students, Dr. P’s favorite candy is Snickers. When you go out to trick-or-treat, save me some.” It was more of a tong-in-cheek comment. Next day, 👇
I can’t get over how cute my students are. Although they are in high school and many are over 6 feet tall, they are still kids! Gotta love’em.
Why Snickers?
Back in the Soviet Russia, in the dark 90s, my mom spent half of her salary to buy me a Snickers bar. I was 10 years old. I remember riding in a tram and eating that bar. I remember how delicious it tasted. Not only it tasted sweet but it tasted like the West, big houses, freedom, success, money, a Barbie doll (always wanted one, never had one), and a life that was colorful. To my 10-year-old self, Snickers tasted like America!
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