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- Priya hated the American supermarket.It felt cold and unfriendly, and the fluorescent ceiling lights hurt her eyes.Priya thought about the bazaar,the outdoor marketplace near Delhi.There were vegetable stands andcrowds of chattering people, kiosks with colorful bindis,
- .They both smiled, and Mummy asked,“Did you make any new friends today?”Priya stared into the bowl.“I met a girl from France,” she said.Actually, the teacher had paired them together because they were theonly ones left after everyone had chosen science partners.“Ah,” Mummy said, crumbling the dough with her fingers.“Andwhat did you have for lunch?”Priya thought about what to tell her mother.After the peanutbutter sandwiches had grown tiresome, she had begun buying lunch atthe cafeteria.But that, too, drew attention because she could only eatthe vegetarian items, no meat or fish
- As she stretched a thin sheet of plastic wrap over the bowl of gulabjamun,Priya wondered if Lindsay had beautiful things from her country hidden in avelvet pouch in her drawer.Maybe tomorrow she would ask.Priya’s mother cocked her head lightly from side to side, the Indian wayof saying O.K.It was a casual gesture, but Priya saw her mother smilingbehind her dark curtain of hair.Their eyes met, and Priya smiled back.They never needed many words, Mummy and she. Maybe I could take these to school tomorrow, to share with my class,”she said at last.
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