Bento

“Oh isn’t this adorable”

I can still recall the day my primary school teacher showcased my little bento box to the entire class.

My mum had got up early to craft my first ever lunch box. She filled it with seaweed wrapped rice balls.

And as I opened my bento box, a panic set in. No one else had rice balls, everyone had square, peanut butter jelly sandwiches.

Then feeling like curling up and dying as my teacher made a song and dance of it.

Ironically today, a bento box at work would get a little ‘ohhh’ and an ‘ahhh’.

And the things that once made us feel out of place often ends up becoming our unique charm.

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