Have you ever bitten into something that you thought was one thing and it turned into quite another? I've had that happen many times. Either the food wasn't all it was cracked up to be or I expected the flavour to be different.
One of the many vignettes which I left out of Deliverance from Jericho (Six Years in a Blind School), due to space constraints, was the time our grade two teacher brought a basket of Easter eggs to class.
As Mrs. Rose passed out one seasonal treat to each child, my mouth watered. Like any child, I had a sweet tooth. Any offer of candy, chocolate, or other sugary confection, I eagerly accepted.
When Mrs Rose handed me the multi-coloured delicacy, my mouth watered even more. I took a big bite and then stopped in surprise. It wasn't candy as I had anticipated but a boiled chicken egg. To say I was disappointed would be an understatement. As I had never eaten that sort of Easter egg, I hadn't known that I needed to peal it first.
To my profound relief, none of the others in the room noticed my faux pas. They were all too busy pealing their eggs. I copied the rest of the children as they shelled their treats and ate them. Though I felt let down, I enjoyed the taste of the boiled egg. It was nicer than those over-cooked monstrosities served in the dining hall.
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