temptation

to help the students understand culture, we made personal culture boxes. they were shoeboxes set up like dioramas, but instead of dinosaurs, they contained family photos, special toys, favorite items and any other thing that showed the individual culture of each student. ben's culture box had the usual assortment of pictures and treasured items, but hanging from the shoe box, attached only with a piece of scotch tape, was a single cheeto. "ben," i said. "what does the cheeto represent?" he replied, "i just like them." fair enough. afternoon rolled around and presentation time arrived. ben stood up to share his culture box and i noticed a dangling piece of scotch tape, obviously missing a cheeto. "ben, where's your cheeto?" i asked. to which he replied, "i ate it...i couldn't help it."