The next day, my homeroom teacher, Ms. Turner, came to visit with my school bag.Her eyes were red and swollen, and she had a crumpled form in her hand."This is Helen's application for free lunch at school.""The school management saw how skinny she was and wanted to help her apply for financial assistance, but under the field for parental consent, it was indicated that it was not necessary."Mom glanced at the form and saw her own handwriting on it."Isn't it just free lunch? We can afford to give her lunch."Ms. Turner asked her, "If that's the case, why did she not have any money to buy food?"She fainted twice due to hunger in this school term alone. I gave her some bread, and you called to tell me that she's just being a glutton and that I shouldn't spoil her."Mom tried to argue back, "She was just picky and refused to eat anything at home."Ms. Turner laughed out of frustration."She was willing to eat even paper and dirt, yet you're telling me she's picky?"Silence
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