Now
appearances can be deceiving but it did look as if all three girls had been
smoking the cigarette before they entered the part of the street where the café
was. Otherwise why was the cigarette being offered? Who smokes most of a
cigarette and then decides to offer it to companions?
Immediately
I started to ask myself all sorts of questions. Like what sort of a pupil walks
down the street in uniform smoking? What were they thinking? Why would any
young person take up smoking when testimonies abound about how hard it is to
stop and there is a regular bombardment of information as to how bad smoking is
for you? Don’t they care how pathetic they looked? What were they hoping to
achieve? What is the principal of the school’s phone number? Did the two girls
refuse the cigarette because they saw me staring at them in stupendous wonder? Can’t
young people think of a better way to rebel than smoking? Were the girls participating in a social experiment to see what kind of reaction they would get to smoking in a public place? Where were the hidden television camera filming the response? Did they catch my reaction? Will a reporter come banging on my door demanding to know why I did not do something about the girls smoking? Is my chai latte gone already?
All good questions. And I do not know any of the answers except the principal's number is in the phone book and my chai latte which was warm and contained one third froth had indeed been quaffed. I do not know why it is so hard to get a hot chai latte that takes longer than two minutes to drink.
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