Rice,
beans, a mixed salad and a small piece of chicken breast on a white plate on a
beige tray is what she put on the table in the middle of the food court. It
wasn’t really in the middle of the court, but it was in a place where other
eyes were watching. She sat down looked around and then looked at her plate to
soak in all the vitamins in a long glance. She took her fork and knife in hand
and started to enjoy the flavors on her plate.
She
couldn’t help but notice this Asian man staring at her. Flattering as it may
have seemed, she started to feel uncomfortable. Was she making heavenly faces
as she placed each bite in her mouth? Did she spill any of the food on her
blouse? Whatever it was, he was really making her uncomfortable, so she decided
to stare back. It always works, they tend to look away. But he didn’t. He didn’t
even take a bit of his meal.
Trying
not to look up, she continued to enjoy her meal. She noticed a woman walk by
her table and sit down in front of the Asian man. He smiled, stretched out his
hand, she placed her hand in his and he said a prayer loud enough for the two
of them to hear. However, as she watched this couple she read his lips and
suddenly the reason he was staring at her fell into place.
When
she had sat down and looked at her plate to soak in all the vitamins and
nutrients, she also bowed her head and said a little prayer of thanks in the
same language as the Asian man: English.
Written:
August 27, 2015
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