Lunchbox Repulsion
Maya: "Ewww, Arjun, why does your lunchbox smell like this?"
Arjun: "Hey! It’s my amma’s fish curry. It’s yummy, not ewww."
Maya: "My nose feels like it wants to run away. Total repulsion."
Arjun: "Repulsion? Like when two magnets push each other and won’t touch?"
Maya: "Yeah! My nose and your curry are like that. Push, push, no thanks."
Arjun: "But you eat boiled egg. That gives me repulsion. So stinky!"
Maya: "What? My egg smells nice! Your fish is the stinky one."
Teacher Aunty: "Both of you, slow down. Different foods, different noses."
Maya:repulsion." "But my stomach is doing flip-flops, Aunty. Serious
Arjun: "Mine too, when I see that yellow yolk wobbling."
Teacher Aunty: "Okay, small move: Maya, you sit by the window. Arjun, you sit here."
Maya:repulsion is running away now." "Ahh, fresh air. My
Arjun: "Same. No more egg-smell attack."
Teacher Aunty: "See? You didn’t fight the food, you just moved the repulsion away."
Maya: "Next time, can we keep our repulsion on our own plates, not on each other?"
Arjun: "Deal. I’ll say, ‘That food gives me repulsion,’ not ‘Your food is gross.’"
Maya: "Fine. And I won’t say your curry is yucky… just that my nose feels repulsion."
Teacher Aunty: "Good. Now let your tummies feel attraction to your own lunch!"