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I’ve never eaten a cranberry.  Does it taste like the juice?  I have always been a picky eater, just now am I becoming adventurous in the most simple way.  The juice has a very strong flavor – staining, permanent – a reason why I didn’t like it when I was younger.  I always thought that meal food was bad.  It wasn’t meant to taste good.  Desert was good.  I liked chocolate.  I liked gummys.  No healthy food.  No lettuce.  No fruit.  No vegies.  I assumed things were bad. Now I have the reward of tasting things for the first time.    

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I remember fairs at my elementary school.  They took place on our field, a depressed piece of earth surrounded by steep, grassy hills.  Two baseball diamonds sat in opposition to each other, the closer one better.  I remember the tall velcro wall, the dip your friend in water by throwing a ball at a circular lever game, the cotton candy – blue, red, pink, and I remember the human gyroscope.  I remember being younger.  I remember wanting to be older so I could go in the gyroscope, spinning people fast in every direction.  I wanted to be older, to be cool.