We had about nine days off for the upcoming holidays, and I worked for six of those days handing out flyers, tutoring, organizing lecture notes for other students and helping out at the cafeteria kitchen. I would leave my dormitory before the sun was out and return when it was late at night. When I was handing out flyers, I was thrown out by the property management staff. When I was tutoring, the student's parents kept picking on me, and my skin was peeling from washing so many dishes in the kitchen.However, it was all worth it to me because I could make money.On Thanksgiving, I continued working in the cafeteria from morning until night. I wiped down tables, cleared the dishes and mopped the floor. When it was 8 pm, I leaned against the back door of the cafeteria to munch on stale bread.My phone buzzed, and I clicked into my social media account to see that Ezra had posted some pictures. They consisted of a great big roast turkey, candied yams and a full table of delicacies.
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