Hello. Good morning.
In my childhood I was a very thin, and I hated eating ecpecially I did not like to have breakfast. During breakfast all food looked at me and I looked at them, but I usuallu did not have breakfast, I drunk only my sweet tea. My mother always got very angry because of it. Every morning she put a butterbroad to my bag, but I always put this butterbroad on the big stone which was on the school road. But I forgot that my mother also returned from work with this road. Once he saw her own butterbroad on the stone, She got very angry.That time it was a tragedy for me. Now I only laugh:)
I actually have no lunch box memory at all! In Korea, almost all of school has own cafeteria so we don't need to bring our own lunch.
But we have to bring lunch when we take college scholastic ability test. Mom prepared for me —she didn't want to though—, it was delicious :)