单项选择题
I’ve been going home for lunch ever
since I started school. I never liked eating in the cafeteria(自助食堂) although in
tile seventh grade, because all the other boys were doing it and thought it was
cool. I washed dishes in the junior high school lunchroom once in a while in
exchange for a free lunch. But I like going back to my own house at
once. Mom is always there; she had soup ready in the breakfast room by the time that Ann and Jim and I get home. Ann and Jim have never gone in for the cafeteria, either. Our house in only about a ten-minute walk from the school building, so we can make it back in plenty of time. There’s something about eating in the cafeteria--and not leaving the high school from morning until afternoon -- that feels a little like being in prison. By the end of the morning, I’ve got to get out of the building. And Mom never seems to mind fixing lunch for us; she never suggests that we eat in the cafeteria. It’s really the only time we have to be alone with her. In the morning Dad’s there, and by the time I get home after messing around(混时间) after school, he’s usually at home from work. So the time that Mom and I talk together is usually at lunch. I feel sorry for the students who eat in the cafeteria every day. It would drive me mad, I don’t know if their moms just don’t like to cook for them in the middle of the day, or if they actually like the cafeteria and the cafeteria food. |
When the author was in junior high school, ______.