There was a biology lesson in the morning of my 16th birthday

There was a biology lesson in the morning of my 16^th birthday.

Although I was attending a girls’ school, my classmates were always crazy about the organs of dead pigs. They were so enthusiastically dealing with their new toys. Their curiosity was not merely satisfied by only having a slight touch of the organs, but also twisting them, doing some kind of ‘surgeon’ with them, putting ‘make-up’ for them, or doing any other ways which allow them to feel the organ with all their heart. In such kind of ‘organ-feeling’ lessons each of us were given only one plastic glove.

Unfortunately, for me, this lesson was about ‘brain’. While I was standing at a corner which blocked all my senses in contact with the organs, holding my single plastic glove, feeling glad that the demonstration time was almost over, a gang of girls, each of them holding a glove which stick with USS - unidentified semisolid substance - which looks like ‘strawberry milkshake’, came up to me with their gloves, trying to give me a big hung.

“Happy Birthday!”

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