Promposal

 
It was international day at a Carter’s school today. Since I am hardly international I have never volunteered for it, but this year there came a desperate call for parents cooks. Well I can cook internationally and I have eaten internationally so I signed up to make Mexican chicken and cheese enchiladas which I knew would satisfy many high schoolers. I arrived with my hot pans wrapped in towels and was sent past the European section, with their fine desserts, past the very well tended Asian section with many dumplings and rice dishes to the Latin American section where a couple of lonely pans of food sat with no one serving them, no decorations, no flags.
I looked over next to me and saw a thing of beauty in my friend Kelly’s African section where she had many posters, special table clothes, and four different South African dishes and hats and props for the serving mothers. I knew there was a reason I had never volunteered for this day before.
The kids look forward to International day and the yummy food loving prepared for them. They lined up all around the quad and have to be held back until the allotted start time. Once released they were free to go and get food from any and all sections they wanted. Despite my lack of ambiance I had enough kids who knew about my cooking to make my station popular enough. It was so great to get to congratulate seniors who had made their college decisions and give hugs to basketball players I have missed in the last two months.
One of Carter’s very good friends Evan came up and got a serving and told me about his weekend visit to Drexel, Russ’ alma mater, where he loved the music engineering program he is going to next year. He did not let on to me what else was about to happen. Carter came by with her friend Libby. Carter skipped my food since she could get it at home, but Lib made sure to try it and off they went. So much for seeing my daughter.
I sold out of my two big pans fairly quickly and that gave me a chance to talk with some teachers. Then out of the corner of my eye I see Carter and Evan waving at me with big poster board. Evan had asked Carter to Prom with the aid of a promposal poster. It was very sweet that I got to get a Pi cture of them together right after it happened.
I am so glad that I listened to the call for international cooks and by chance was at school the day Carter got asked. I texted Evan’s mom, my friend Amanda, the picture and she sent me back this message
I am so thrilled they are good friends! The statement holds true now and for years to come!
“The only thing better than a snack from the Snack Bar is seeing CARTER LANGE!” 4 year old Evan Ballew
It is hard to believe that they have been friends for over 14 years and now they are at the end of their school together. So glad for such good friends.