Velvetta story time.
Once a long time ago in a galaxy far far away I had 8th grade home ec.
We made about 5 recipes that quarter and all contained velvetta. Being Italian my mother would never cook w anything like that so I never know what velvetta was, what it tasted like or anything. She always cooked from scratch so we did not see a lot of that kind of stuff.
So in class I told the teacher I did not know how to use it, cook it, or what it looked like other than it was yellow. (yellow dye I'm sure!) She said I had a bad attitude, gave me a D for the term and told my mother I was a smart *ss. When my mom asked we, she repeated the velvetta story to her saying how I was a liar and caused a ruckous the whole bit. My mom then explained, it was true- we NEVER used that stuff nor did she intend to. She then asked what kind of food we were actually cooking since that was all garbage.
My mom already hated that teacher for failing my cousin a few years back for the sewing term. We had to do a sewing project and her mom did not sew but my mom did. My mom made her redo the zipper over until it was perfect. She got a F because no child could have done it that perfect. My aunt said anyone who sews knows that you sometimes redo a whole project especially since my mom told her!
So I guess this Home Ec teacher would not fit in at MDC!
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