tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1593535186743402256.post7784149060018809838..comments2024-03-19T04:29:30.902-07:00Comments on ILEANA JOHNSON: Gaming the systemIleanaWriteshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04268315923195733606noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1593535186743402256.post-39772952068371317462010-12-16T08:12:39.609-08:002010-12-16T08:12:39.609-08:00I had the same experience, Adrian, which I describ...I had the same experience, Adrian, which I described in my story, "My First Trip to the Grocery Store." My friends took me places for the first time on purpose, just to watch my reaction.IleanaWriteshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04268315923195733606noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1593535186743402256.post-79924447954126791232010-12-15T14:12:14.885-08:002010-12-15T14:12:14.885-08:00I'll never forget the cold winter mornings whe...I'll never forget the cold winter mornings when i had to wake up at 4-5 o'clock, to stay in line for the 2 liters of white liquid they called it milk. The snow was knees high and the temperatures anywhere between -5 and -10 Celsius. <br />You just could walk the streets from line to line asking: "what is this line for?" before taking your place at the end.<br />I'll never forget my first visit to a supermarket after arriving to Israel. I walk the isle with food for children and i felt like crying. OMG! Special food for children! Look! Plastic baby bottles! Look at the meet! Look! Look at all this Chocolate! <br />I am sure now that i embarrassed the hell of my friends that took us to buy a few things for dinner.Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13723996947577942779noreply@blogger.com