“How long do you think the line will be?” I asked Chris as we drove down the highway. We were heading towards Rita’s for our free Italian Ice.
“Hopefully not that long,” he replied.
As we drove closer, I was happy to see there was not a line of cars on the side of the road, as there has been in the past. We had decided to go around dinner time, under the assumption that there would be fewer people in line. Friends had told me they waited an hour or more earlier in the day! But as pulled in, the line looked more than manageable. In fact, there were three lines.
As we got out of the car, I stopped Chris. “How many students do you think I will see?” (We were in the town where I teach).
Chris responded with, “Three. Definitely.”
We made our way to the line and spent the next few minutes perusing the flavors. What would we get? Lemon? Wild black cherry? Pink Lemonade? A cream ice- like mint chip, cookies and cream, or smores? I settled on Florida orange, with Lemon as a back-up in the event that my first choice was already gone.
Chris was a little braver. He decided to get Peeps. Mostly out of curiosity.
As we moved up in the line, one of the girls in front of us turned around and saw me. She quickly turned back to her friends and Chris leaned over, “They are fighting over whether or not to say hi to you”.
I saw that one of the girls was in my 8th period class. We said hello and she blushed and giggled. Then, I turned to my right to see one of my former students. I saw her twice this week, after not seeing her at all since school let out in June. She burst into giggles and we exchanged hellos.
“Can I help you?” the girl at the counter asked. She looked like she had had a long day.
“Can I get a Florida Orange and Peeps?” I asked.
She quickly made the two cups and brought them over. As we turned to walk back to the car, I saw a third student of mine. Chris was right on the money. But before I could laugh, Chris tasted his Peeps ice. Judging by the face he made, the neon yellow treat was not good. I offered to share my delicious Florida orange if he dumped his out. Needless to say, we drove away and left behind a pile of bright yellow Peeps Italian Ice on the grass. It was gross!