When I was a kid, it was “Eat your vegetables. Think of all the starving kids in India.” (I never really understood the connection. My response was, “Then send the vegetables I don’t eat to those starving children.” But I digress. . .)
Really?? Wow, some experiences do translate across cultures and oceans. I was also exhorted to eat (not vegetables because there were only potatoes and cucumbers, but to eat, period) in the name of the starving kids. My “starving kids” were never in India, though. They were in Africa and the US.
Did you have this experience? Where were your “starving kids” from?

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