Fourth grade was a strange year for many of us. People moved away and new people came to school. Some classmates came back from summer with an extra foot against anyone else. Some changed for the better or for worse. People gained and lost friends throughout the year. I was on the worse end of that deal. At my little elementary school of 280 students, we had three choices of foods hand 4 choices of tables to sit with friends at. My choices were more limited than everyone else's. Only 2 choices of foods and 1 choice for a table. My “favorite” table, though it was my only choice, was the No Peanut Butter Table. It was supposed to keep us with allergies safe from the dangers of the peanuts. While it did complete that goal, it failed to realize