WHEN IN ROME......

The second graders were lining up outside their classroom. I was paying particular attention to a cute little boy. I knew his family had moved from Korea just weeks earlier and that he didn't speak English. On this day, he was his usual smiling self. His teacher had told me that he only knew a few words of English but that he was an endearing child and all the kids liked him. As I was looking, he plucked a green slug from his nose, held it up, triumphant and gleefully announced "KOREAN BOOGER."